Still feeling the accelerated temperature from all these smoldering yesterdays, I look forward to see what is to come. Either the brightness is blinding in its ever presence, or the void has consumed all the visible spectrum so even the next step remains a mystery. But be it vast illumination or total darkness, it is…
Tag: optimism
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: 7.7.25
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…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.12.17
I believe I went to sleep in some sort of depressed rage. I woke this morning to my loneliness. The attempt here, though foolish it may be, is to solve that. Somehow. The good news, and you should always strive to find the good news, is the time of year. And despite the bitter cold…
The Veracious Facade 