Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.29.25

The mists that lingered about this morn seemed so selfishly akin to the fog about my mentality. Curse of individualistic western world, perhaps, between these winter holidays. Before retreating to the other side of the globe, our personal star broken through the overcast to bid this part of the world farewell, adding yet another layer…

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…

Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.25.25

Is it all just reminiscent of some vicious yesterday? The hope, a hollow, hallowed equation leading to nowhere you haven’t been, and all the places that you’ll never go?

Monday Evening Thoughts: 1.27.25

There is part of your humble narrator that feels he shouldn’t be here, doing this, yet again. That this exercise in philosophical hubris is doing unperceivable damage, while masquerading itself as something nobler than the cry for attention that all this might amount to being. That vanity and isolation within that leads back to this…