Is the glimpse of a human life wasted upon thoughts all cosmic and forlorn? Would the service of its own sensation be suited more satisfactory with gratification that fades near as soon as it arrives?
Tag: perspective
Monday Evening Thoughts: 7.13.26
Whether wished or woeful, the words still seem to will their way. To me, or through me- to you, whoever, wherever you are. But the clouds of my own sentience seem to shroud what should be said. If anything even should.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.20.26
This has felt as though it has been bordering the bare minimum, as of late. Surely, dear reader, you have been keen enough to notice. And since less than idealistic truths are on the evening’s menu, I might as well confess that I haven’t even been reading back or regarding any of the words that…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 1.26.26
There is a relative peace about me now. Regarding my immediate physical world. The quiet of a northeastern rural snowfall. The loudest sound outside is but the drop of countless frozen water molecules, gently hammering down upon each other in layers until the land is left blanketed in the absence of color while any light…
The Veracious Facade 