Monday Evening Thoughts: 11.3.25

‘Tis the time of the year, again. The autumnal hues are all but spent, as this part of the Earth recedes coloration and light, and the limited shades and elongated darkness emerge forth again. Yet, it may be that within all this growing grey, the vibrancy must be found internally. A terrifying prospect, I know….

Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.27.25

It’s funny, you know. It’s not as though I don’t cease thinking in the moments between these rambles. It is constant. Perpetual for as long as I can remember, and I’d reckon as long as I last. Not even falling out of waking consciousness stops the ponderings and provocations. Nor does any altered state make…