There is something to the silence once everyone leaves. Might be the emptiness that is always there. That ever-encompassing void. But anyway, here we are, aren’t we? Yet again. Almost as though it has been scheduled.
Tag: thoughts
Monday Evening Thoughts: 1.12.26
This evening, I wonder. Go figure.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 1.5.26
It is all a struggle for understanding, I suppose. And one that may always be doomed to fail. For each step we get towards knowing any aspect of existence better, from each resolution emerges a further seismic wave of questioning. Perhaps not an entirely universal hardship, as I know there are those even among those…
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 