The trouble to remember. The trouble, to forget. The bouts with doubts of purpose. The self service sided to identify. The inconceivable whys.
Tag: ramblings
Wednesday Evening Post: 12.22.21
We don’t get here much, anymore. Unfulfilled obligations to thine (mine) own self, along with all the others. A real festive sentiment.
Saturday Evening Post: 11.6.21
How thin is the line between passion and habit? The space dividing perspective and obsession? Is it vast, or but a miniscule difference that even an observationally endowed beast might still fail to see?
Monday Evening Post: 9.27.21
Was it courage? Some sort of boldness and bravery, that would lead me to this place? The cliff upon which I would dive out into the harrowing depths of my own consciousness. The precipice from which I would precipitate an amateur ideology that somehow always reassured some sense of self belief. Was it that…
The Veracious Facade 