rambling 8/20/26

There is an unhappiness…. No… A dissatisfaction to what could be considered “life”. Perhaps my life specifically. I am profoundly tired. I am easily……. distracted? No… Unmindful. I meant to write tonight. I meant to write about the disgust Or the disease Or the other...

insurance, groceries, various vitamins

There is no wrestling with the conscience. There is no whimpering, chaotic cry for help. There is only the disciplined insular ritual. There is only the permanent, living lighthouse. The open invitation. Do not fall for this. I write again, do not fall for this. He...

rambling 6/20/26

a mind standing at the edge of its own history interrogating the past, the selves, the“you” an exploration of entropy in human connection sensory contrast, inability, shared memories the myth of me that is written, that is read porous leaking of imagination across...

a question 6/19/26

Do you still see it? The tree in the darkness? I don’t see it. Not clearly. Not like I used to. Sweet scent of apple blossom in the night. Fractured touch of bark under hand. Listen closely, you can hear the leaves. Even closer, the oars against the waves. The tall...