It is such a short time we’re here, isn’t it? Even when it seems to be the otherwise, the truth of our fleeting existence is never far from mind. A blink of being. A brief story told of our lives, with our lives.
Tag: purpose
Monday Evening Thoughts: 2.23.26
Even if on the polar end of the dichotomy from more barbaric violence, is this urge to return to this place that doesn’t actually exist just as detrimental to whatever fraction of a piece of part of the inexplicable human spirit that currently resides in this ever-decaying body? Is this just another fix? A self-made…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 2.16.26
Wondering, I suppose, about how much of our fate is self-fulfilling. Whether predetermination is beyond our control, or just another ploy our mind makes of the world in varying degrees of after-the-fact. Can greatness or despair, or whatever- can it be conjured or is it simply cast upon us, each of we individuals an insignificantly…
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…
The Veracious Facade 