Retrieved

No matter how inept the justification which inevitably follows the folly which results in realization and to realize is to die a little inside for realizing connotes a finality to that problem as yet unsolved I realized when I slammed the door, it hit me in the – okole! Don’t let the door hit youContinue reading “Retrieved”

Thursday dusk arrived slow

Don’t waste your time coz I already did! Quick reviews of the gaps in our apps, human technology. 8 1/2 I disagree with this headline, you’ll see. Letter never sent, part 4 bTake what you need and leave the rest. 7:41 pm cool air finally as we wait on Chicago style pizza with onions soContinue reading “Thursday dusk arrived slow”

“fourth street”

a dynamic that can raise or lower the energy in a room. If they begin every sentence with a negative message and then try to diffuse it somewhat, it is likely that negativity prevails in their life and carries over into work.

Moral Prejudices

Marlin Rand woke up, asleep, a dream within a living nightmare. You like to daydream, huhn? Head lost in the clouds. Are you listening? Listening not hearing. The world retracts into a distance illuminated by your reflection, the sun shaft reaching that taillight, sending shards of red through the blinds. Why do we call thenContinue reading “Moral Prejudices”

Find the sinkhole

I have decided to write the gray American novella, where nothing is great just chalky grey like the Greys pasty anatomy of conspiracy theories where secret service reptilian half-breeds are always British. Meanwhile, the natives are restless and a stretch of doom creeps, breathless. Jagged ex-whys and all the imagination in dream land won’t fixContinue reading “Find the sinkhole”

Cataloging your usage

After abandoning “Don’t waste your time,” I still needed a receptacle for the ongoing churn of real time, actual human assessment of the tools of our digital trade. I’m an unofficial tester of all things related to aortic writings of a familiar lean. I’ve tried most interfaces and delved into a multitude of platforms. IContinue reading “Cataloging your usage”

Out with the g-damn old already

It’s the eve of a new year, two thousand and eighteen years after the death of Christ, one of a trilogy visiting us in triage, a place we seem to be fast approaching, as we speak. Other than Hawaii, and Samoa, we are last to know the next year. I’m in some kind of hell,Continue reading “Out with the g-damn old already”

The Specialists

Formerly Opportunists, the non-specialists must explore. Never stop looking over their shoulders. Is that any way to live? I am never completely at ease, and it only seems to be getting worse-largely because I don’t know what to do, I have too much trauma/negative experience over last two years in particular and twelve years strugglingContinue reading “The Specialists”

The smell of smoke

Ashes to Ashes We all fall down In quantum mechanics, the uncertainty principle, also known as Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle or Heisenberg’s indeterminacy principle, is any of a variety of mathematical inequalities asserting a fundamental limit to the precision with which certain pairs of physical properties of a particle, known–or unknown. Deadliest Fires Some say theContinue reading “The smell of smoke”

The Lie Brigade

I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more. C.S. Lewis    The truth is a dangerous thing, especially to those who have been warned never to speak. The truth leaves you alone. Abandoned. With only truth as your companion. Left for dead onContinue reading “The Lie Brigade”

The Graph: Math of Story, pt. 2

“No bones. Not even a knee cap.”         As if knee caps are a different currency altogether, and, if that were the case, I should have a buried treasure full of gold somewhere, risk-free, in the desert. I’ve been watching Breaking Bad in consecutive order, an anomoly for me other than “Lost,”Continue reading “The Graph: Math of Story, pt. 2”

Francesca’s Knees

Francesca’s knees are bruised, from bashing into the car door-steering wheel combo as the Jehovah’s Witness chased her to her father’s Honda, a stoic vehicle in the Ohio snow. The other from the Icelandic Vodka, two brands, his girlfriend supplied in happier times. She wondered if she was technically a drunk if it was onlyContinue reading “Francesca’s Knees”

The Math of Story, pt. 2

Or the continuing math of the continuing story. the deep dark motion an expanse that happens to come and go  unpredictable, since the emotion attached to the action or inaction beckons  self-flagellation, mutation, abomination. But today that is not the way I feel or think perhaps it is the sunshine perhaps it is the adherenceContinue reading “The Math of Story, pt. 2”

Wednesday is a goth girl

“Never give up. Never let things out of your control dictate who you are.” Unknown The mornings are cool near the desert and life begins sluggishly because it stays up late. The to do list creeps up slowly following like a hungry dog, starved for attention, as they always are. Dogs are in fact bottomlessContinue reading “Wednesday is a goth girl”