Monday Evening Thoughts: 11.9.26

The fight with futility in the face of knowledge of necessary change finds me again. Perhaps, it has always known my location, even if I have been ignorant to its gaze. And with this perpetual battle with the creeping thought of helplessness- here again, another Monday.

Monday Evening Thoughts: 11.2.26

Is it only illusions I am after? Some never ending battle with my own shadow? Glorious purpose, etc.- all just some self made conjuring to hex the selfsame head?

Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.19.26

All for the story, or so often has been heard said. Through chaos and control, every pleasant memory and painful experience, even those that were so damaging effort is made to force their residence away to the forgotten. All we do, or is done in this life is for the tale told by our very…