There is wonder about my mind on whether the pondering of point is a dying breed of intellect. Perhaps, it was a defect to begin with. All life that we know aside ourselves never seems to worry about why it is anything is or will be. Just us, simple little simians plagued with the itch…
Tag: purpose
Monday Evening Thoughts: 5.25.26
Exhausted, behind scheduled and typing away from the time I can find in the night shift. Let’s see how this goes.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 5.11.26
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.
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…
