Are you okay but the question comes at you from a distance, time-lagged down a tunnel in a language you remember you used to know...
Tag: #poetry
Poetic of late.
I have not felt particularly poetic of late which is odd considering that I favour dark themes and sad stories which currently abound in the here and now...
We tend to inertia.
We tend to inertia, a curious feature in a species so dedicated to evolution; personal and political, spiritual and sociological...
Heat in September
Why does the heat feel different in September? How does it know that fall is fast approaching?...
No man is an island
An accurate analysis of life; unfortunately, for those who suffer, depression takes a different view. Depression tells you you’re an island, alone in an uncaring world. Depression makes you wish you were alone and unencumbered, an island in truth so you could avoid feeling like you’re failing in your responsibilities. Obligations and demands feel so weighty when you’re down...
control z
i live with one foot firmly planted in the world of imagination and fantasy and i like being there, able to infinitely repeat and revise the moments in my life that upon reflection cause me dissatisfaction...
stand up straight
"stand up straight. shoulders back and breathe in deeply. let the air fill your lungs; stretch your ribs to almost beyond capacity. let the blood be replenished..."
