Out of town yet home, and my heart, body, brain, soul-drenched toast waffles of skin betray me in the subconscious convolutions of the dream space. Bittersweet delusions of that ridiculous outrage that leave me tingling and guilty and shamed and…
A box too small
Is it ever possible to bring to life a wet firecracker? Can damp and destroyed fireworks ever be ignited to perform with that explosive beauty? Life took me to many places. One thing I told myself many years ago was “always…
Entwined determinism
I am an avid believer that there is no greater purpose to everything other than what we and others create out of it. Everything is a learning experience – if you allow it to be. Everything is connected – due…
Academia is killing me…
… soon I’m pulling the plug or, I guess, it will be pulled for me. They say that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. Impoving one’s job situation in…
Choose your battles
The battery is on red. Beep. Beep. Beep. Warning: energy level low. All non-life-sustaining systems on standby. Blood flow, lung expansion decompression, synapses, heartbeat, beat, beat, be-at, be-aht, de-aht, de-daht, du-damt, du-dum, du-dum… Am I sick or just exhausted? Am…
Rocking Ape: Fire Tiger and Metal Horse
The water rocks the boat as though running aground, only it never sinks. Above the surface, the boat floats heavy on an ocean without horizon. On the boat rocks an ape. Peacefully meditating a world into existence. In the world…
Something to hold on to…
…in the fall from grace. Despite life’s irregular and chaotic nature, I’ve searched for something to hold on to throughout my existence. Not quite an anchor to hold me down, but a sail to provide direction. Recently, I met up…
I am only happy when it rains
I always wanted to be good at music. To be able to sing, carry a tune, play an intricate melody, to move someone with an expression without comparison. Music is a faster route to emotions than any other art. And…
Persistently pushing my shopping cart forward …
It’s been a strange week. Strange decade. Nothing new, nothing old. Just that familiar oddity of something missing. Like the inverse of a stone in my shoe, it wears me down. Slowly. Hello again, old friend. How’ve you been? I’m…
…and you’d better hold on tight, ’cause I like the sense of falling…
It materialises out of nowhere. For me, briefly in the beat of a particular song. Like the faintest scent fluttering in the air, it reminds me of who I am beneath all the covers: the unique vibration of my soul.…