Been wondering about the desire for expression and whether it is some sort of cursed sentence for the ego crimes of my sentience. And the direct correlation of my ignorance and narcissism.
Tag: humanity
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.29.24
The woods I call home have seemingly burst forth again with life. Seemingly, as I know much of that life is around all year, be it in one form or another. But this is the time when all that life starts to rumble back towards prominence, be it of auditory or visual resurgence, or other…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.22.24
I think of the webs we weave, interpersonally, whether intending to or not. And how those connections are molded by what is done or what is said, or the proper lack of the right or wrong word or action. I think of my own failures. Of my own cowardice in the face of making resolution…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.15.24
Something about the dirt and sun worshipper in me stirs. Abides by the instigation and wonders how many springs I’ve left to see. And in what season might the last of me see. The fortune I find in such a space and time.
The Veracious Facade 