rambling 1/27/25

I have succumbed to the chronic nature of my humanity once more having tasted forbidden fruit. Accordingly my punishment is knowing. One more wolf chased off, but how will I deal with its absence? It is self evident to me now, and perhaps it was before though my eyes...

another thirty

As I end this year, and my dreams become clearer, I find myself saying “it is good”. I believed that this time alone would become the last time I was ever alone. That my deliverance would continue on into eternity as the final tethers holding me down were severed. I...