The general public is stupid. Crazy stupid. "Were you raised by goats??" stupid. Not just "Dang, I locked my keys in the car" stupid. Not just "Crap, I put the case of beer on top of the eggs" stupid. I mean "Let me put a starving wolverine down my pants just to watch it run … Continue reading Why can’t stupidity be painful?
This depression spreads more like a slough or a valley of barren dusty bowls of tinny wind chimes and wind that whistles through a crevice or two in trusting minds that all will be fine if one just keeps on through just one more day and one more night Really? Another day of this muddy … Continue reading Bowls of dust and sunset
In between here and there lies a place of quiet a place of no longer yearning for others' attention or affection or respect It's a place fully alive to absolutely everything in the universe that exists to know the mysterious workings of things It does not love or hate or boast of arrogance nor bow … Continue reading Quiet spaces
I never thought that my best friends would have been objects instead of people, but here we are. I liked to smoke. I loved to smoke. My favorite time of the day was early morning, with cup of coffee in hand, pack of cigarettes on the table, and an hour to leisurely peruse Facebook and … Continue reading Losing my best friends and it’s great