This evening begun by hand, pen and pad, in the backroom of a pub that used to be a local. And so, I confess, I do miss my old neighborhood. In a great many ways, still, feeling more my home then where the land of my growing up or the land which can currently claim…
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Monday Evening Thoughts: 9.14.26
Reality is quite surreal, don’t you think? Or so I often find myself thinking. And as is surely well enough known, thinking is a constant state for me.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 9.7.26
Even if unsure of exactly why, it always emerges as apparent that we must keep being makers. Not in synthesized superficiality, but in the ways that shatter through our jagged depths to pull forth the beating meta-mass, even if covered in iron rich liquid. We are creatures set to embrace the benevolent strange, in the…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.31.26
Next to me, just to the left, sits a series of notes and pages. Penned in bursts through out the day, before the hope for peering in upon some formerly thunk-up wisdom even gets a moment to engage my attention, I choose now to ignore them. For whatever impulse helms this moment, be it ingenious…
The Veracious Facade 