loss – The Veracious Facade

gone, and going

Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.28.25

Been thinking of myth. My own, most egotistically, which might be defeating the very essence of the idea, but here we are anyway.

Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.14.25

You’d think that beginning would be the tough part. Meaning here. The abyss of a blank page, albeit in this case digital, staring not only back at, but seemingly right through you. Seeing all for what you are and are not, without an illusion left to shield you. And it matters, because if I don’t…

Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.7.25

Is this the legacy of my own legend lost in all this life actually being lived? And what is this life, anyway? As it stirs me from barely dreaming into some wolf hour longing for the impossible? Or at the very least, improbable. This seemingly impassable divide widens with each step towards whatever conclusion is…