Surging tempests of melancholy. Manifested as foil and folly obstacles to conquest. Seeming to suggest. Acquiescence to malfeasance abandonment of invocation as the echoes reverberate shaking foundations of the spirit. As the etheral war of the entities “can” versus “can’t” rages on as they cavil… Adjudication of nothing other than a stark refusal of relinquishing-Continue reading “The battle of conquest”
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When I spoke truth to myself
“What I do for a living is not what I’m supposed to with my life.” These were the words that dripped from my lips before I took this picture in the waning days of summer. It wasn’t long after that I adopted this as my mantra. It is been nearly 10 years since my serialContinue reading “When I spoke truth to myself”
Harboring treasonous thoughts or not?
In a world where the foundation is skewed towards the slow erosion of our humanity in exchange for likes and shares. I find that I have grown jaded, much to my dismay. Endeavoring to be consequential is met with a proverbial rolling of the eyes. Where admitting that you are a flawed, malleable, yet functioningContinue reading “Harboring treasonous thoughts or not?”
The Omen in the laundry room
“… in my direction at a high speed …”
Just an epiphany of sorts…
It is a fools errand to demand for one to “get over it” while reclining in the luxury of never having had to go through it. There is an uncertain ease in always being on the right side of an issue. That being said, it is only logical that one would summon all of theContinue reading “Just an epiphany of sorts…”
Under the Baobab Tree
I’ve been at a loss for words as of late. This is something that commonly happens when I go too long between excursions. Silence… Has escaped me. Silence. Affords me a clarity that I am unable to get elsewhere. The static of the daily becomes toxic and overwhelming, leaving me useless. Last week while inContinue reading “Under the Baobab Tree”
Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?
I sat here quietly. Engrossed in thought attempting to do the impossible, trying to make sense of it all. Actually, I find myself in this position more often than not, but not necessarily sitting on this particular tree stump, looking out at this particular outcrop of trees. But actively sitting in repose, trying to makeContinue reading “Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?”
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