Time does not heal all wounds. Time heals no wounds. It can only numb. Emotional Novocain. Time, by itself, can do nothing aside from distance you from the moment in which such an incident occurs. The rest is on you. On me. Us. Apologies. I know I’ve quite positive on the outlook with these last…
Tag: sunday morning thoughts
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.19.17
I often ask myself about futility. Or, I am this morning, at least. Whether there is control or not and how the business about bothering up a try at anything can seem pointless. Fruitless. Because, as we all know, you cannot fail if you do not try. It’s a dichotomy. One needs the other to…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.12.17
I believe I went to sleep in some sort of depressed rage. I woke this morning to my loneliness. The attempt here, though foolish it may be, is to solve that. Somehow. The good news, and you should always strive to find the good news, is the time of year. And despite the bitter cold…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.5.17
So, what shall we discuss on this elegant and wondrous Sunday morning? The chaos of the world? Poison gas in Mosul? The potential pillaging of protected national parks? The brooding divide among humans both nationally and globally? The fear of growing disdain for civil liberties? Alternative facts? The crime that is putting ketchup on a…
The Veracious Facade 