Memories of Elephants

at some point don't you wake up somehow and decide NOT TO BE EVIL or do you look in the mirror and realize that what looks back at you is dark and hollow         artwork by robert montgomery at robertmontgomery.org  

This week is a busy week for people whose birthday is or was February 22, starting with Zookie, who has known me since I was born or before I was born if it is possible to know collective consciousness then well yes, Zookie would be on that list. I never called her because I couldn't... Continue Reading →

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 adherence... Continue Reading →

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 bottomless... Continue Reading →

Prometheus has a mistress

yet it is not surprising that few people know this Icarus ascending nobody cares this time it's hot in the desert she is sick of wasting time granted, the mistress must wait each day for him to come home from work AH, Prometheus I could love you better than Athena Prometheus moulder of mankind from... Continue Reading →

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