Sunday Morning Thoughts: 8.13.17

Apologies for the delay, if you’ll allow it. If ye shan’t, I will still proceed. It has been a busy few days. Weeks. Months. Life. I insist upon it that way though. It seems to be how I like to operate. Never tired, though justification for being so would not be farfetched.

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.9.17

There are a whole mess of riddles about it. And it, as the subject of discussion, is most certainly bold. So much so, as to constantly and relentlessly interject itself in all we call human life. Anywhere. Any place. Any time. Every moment or happening or glimmer of whatever, it stands over you. Us. Tenderness…

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 5.7.17

It’s not easy. This whole, being alive thing. Don’t get me wrong, it’s worth it. Or at least I think so, though I know that is not the mind of everyone. But any thing is harder than no thing, that’s for damn sure. I can’t recall anything from before this whole life business, but I…