Youthful Fire

Do youthful dreams die? Do they make our souls tremble as the years go by? As time moves further along from their fulfillment? Do they rattle you from your sleep in the night? Does the stillness of the Dawn remind you of what you could have been? Does a dream of a beautiful woman make… Continue reading Youthful Fire

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Cinnamon Smoke

Out with the babe today again, boy was she in a bad mood this morning, even after our little stroll and breakfast. I wonder what upsets her. We’re out shopping at the same old place, I quickly and luckily find a white Hello Kitty swivel chair and sit down to read my latest Bukowski acquisition.… Continue reading Cinnamon Smoke

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Mirrors of Muddy Waters

I look to the clouds while I’m out for a little exercise, a little jog for some fresh air under the mountain drizzle. Two planes fly overhead as the mountains are hidden by a strong, gray mist. The coquis’ sing loudly and the waterfall roars as it descends into the creek shadowed by the trees.… Continue reading Mirrors of Muddy Waters

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Looney

At the looney bin for an eval, two young ladies, one thin, one more huggable. Same old situation, same old feelings. Soon to be a Looney Tune again, partially. A strong sense of discomfort rises. I´ve been here before many times. Now, and again, to the sports and fitness aisle, to the boardgames, to the… Continue reading Looney

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Clifford

Eddie Money is telling me he wants to go back and do it all over, but he knows he can’t. Time has gone by, and nothing can be the same. I feel like him, sometimes this place feels so dry, so past its prime, it gets depressing. “And I know you mean well, Spence, but… Continue reading Clifford

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Bible Study

Seven signs of Grace entrusted upon us by God for divine life. Signs to express supernatural realities. From the most High, to the lowest Low. Humiliation to Eternal Glory. Is this man Wise or does he believe himself wiser than all Lower than He? Santísima Humanidad… Can eyes lie? There’s something in his eyes. Something… Continue reading Bible Study

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Old Mr. P

Some fourteen years ago I used to walk down this road carrying my school and sports bags, determined and driven to reach my physical and athletic potential. I had arrived late in the semester because I was out on some wild adventure in Montana, where I saw no mountains, just a barren, cold landscape. Barren,… Continue reading Old Mr. P

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Vivid Again

You know, one thing that happens when you stop looking at your tiny mass surveillance device all the time is that you watch the rain fall on the windshield again and listen to the drops and the thunder. Life becomes vivid again. You can sit in that ambience and plan your next move. You can… Continue reading Vivid Again

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Epitaph

My epitaph will read: “That was a hot mess, inside a dumpster fire, inside a trainwreck” and I will laugh a hardy laugh wherever I may be after Carnal death. But for now, the road to recovery and the road to success are one in the same. Will there be success or less of a… Continue reading Epitaph

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