It wasn’t unlike the opening minutes of a 12 round fight; circling my antagonist with my guard up probing for any weaknesses that I could exploit to my advantage, but I quickly found there were none at my disposal. Unfortunately for me this foe is unlike any that I have encountered, my jabs will notContinue reading “Enlisting Father Time as my companion.”
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My complicated but necessary relationship with “IT”
When I was a child and words failed me, I would refer to a nebulous idea or object as “It”, which would always prompt my Mother to say, “What is an it?” She went on to tell me that an “It” is an inanimate object or something without a shape or form – she encouragedContinue reading “My complicated but necessary relationship with “IT””
Humanity: An exercise in consistent inconsistency
Is it time that someone leveled with humanity and gave it some unapologetic and much needed honesty? Is it safe to say that this proclamation won’t come from a technologically advanced civilization residing light-years away from us? I wouldn’t rule much of anything out, but until that pivotal moment in human history comes to passContinue reading “Humanity: An exercise in consistent inconsistency”
Choices: Chasing immortality or treasuring our time?
Growing up in Chicago, I took for granted the power that nature can serve in providing much needed clarity in the light sped muddle that often passes as our lives. That is not to say that Chicago was absent of natural splendor, the beauty that is showcased in the parks and the lakefront is withoutContinue reading “Choices: Chasing immortality or treasuring our time?”
Don’t ever forget to detox from life…
Life is toxic, sometimes you have to get away from the daily routine… And people, for the purpose of allowing yourself space to think, to truly flesh out the things that are unfolding around you. I’ve had a fixation on my parents as of late, in that I realize that they were right aboutContinue reading “Don’t ever forget to detox from life…”
The act of living… On borrowed time.
Throughout my life my life I’ve had more than my share of close calls, at the conclusion of each event, I’ve always dusted myself off and chuckled at my good fortune and kept it moving. This year wasn’t any different than my previous episodes on this planet, except that my own mortality gave me theContinue reading “The act of living… On borrowed time.”
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