Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.1.26

It keeps going, with or without us. Even if this still lush and vibrant world, all verdant and aqua and squandered as home, becomes nothing but a desolate and irradiated husk of a planet- it will keep going with elegant indifference. No matter the action or perspective taken- time, she carries on.

Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.20.26

This has felt as though it has been bordering the bare minimum, as of late. Surely, dear reader, you have been keen enough to notice. And since less than idealistic truths are on the evening’s menu, I might as well confess that I haven’t even been reading back or regarding any of the words that…

Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.8.25

              There is an inherent difficulty with the regularity of this ramble. Tragically confined to a day and time, hoping the inspiration might be found without force having to be applied. It slows and stalls the words, at the moment, as I scrambled about scattered and non-linear notes made throughout the chaos of the day….