by lefteous | Oct 16, 2022 | a question
If the eight year old version of me could see me now I know what he would think. First he’d be surprised we made it passed twenty six. Never thought we’d be so old. Next he would be glad we could grow a mustache. He would note that we’re not as tall as we thought we’d...
by lefteous | Oct 26, 2021 | a question
Each time I’ve lived or spent time with someone I like, I look forward to disappearing again. Why do you think that is? I am easily bored. That seems sort of sad. To be so easily bored by others. I have been wondering if it is and if I should...
by lefteous | Aug 23, 2021 | a question
Sometimes I ask myself “Where was I?” as I look down at my feet trying to remember the shoes I wore when it happened. I looked down a lot back then. The uncertainty of the things in front of me became the back drop to the reality of laced up leather or suede....
by lefteous | Jan 22, 2021 | a question
What more do you need? You are somebody, somewhere. Continue to...
by lefteous | Oct 4, 2020 | a question
How do you capture that excitement as the wind picks up and you know a storm is rolling in? Endless anticipation in infinite electricity. Fringes rising on static. Senses heightened by feelings. I want to live as the lightning bugs...
by lefteous | Sep 26, 2020 | a question
The older man told me “Stop asking such pointless questions and ask what you really mean. In Zen Buddhism we mediate until we reach the centers of ourselves, the very bottom, at which point we realize we are a part of everything. So for the next question you ask, ask...
