We breathe oxygen because that’s what our planet gave us to survive on. It’s not the other way around - we weren’t given oxygen because we needed it. We evolved to breathe oxygen because that’s what was available. So life on other planets might not breathe oxygen at all. They would have evolved to breathe... Continue Reading →
I likely could and quite probably should. Different context, same concept. Simple pretext, common content. They lie, we eat, we die, they feast. If you thought I could move on, then you’re way more insane than I ever was. If the vast majority does not agree then the masses around are wrong, you see? I'm... Continue Reading →
We all have different dreams…and that’s the problem. We want different endgames and therefore can never truly get the fantasy we dream of. Because for dreams we need players, and each player has to perform exactly along the scripted lines. Otherwise, nothing is accomplished. The issue is that all players are real humans, and all... Continue Reading →
I dream to be a crane on the lake. Or a pelican near the sea. In the trees on the coast hides the entrance to the cove. Follow the labyrinth of water trails as it twists and turns and leads to a secret home within leaves and life. There, it’s safe - safe to be... Continue Reading →
Worms in my fingers with a silence bound to linger. Danger is the trigger for an ocean bound spinner. A novel of nothing drops hints about running. Subtle messages are coming from a gage of good hunting. We’re on different teams but part of the same dream. Everyday I lose more and more faith in... Continue Reading →
It took me a long time to forgive myself and even longer to realize that I never had any reason to be sorry in my the first place. I was only 18. That might be the weakest, most cliche excuse in the book. Who cares? I was only 18 and I made a mistake. Welcome... Continue Reading →
Just knowing that someone is there, willing to listen, helps a ton. Even if we speak no words and make no confessions, having another soul close by with open ears can make a huge impact on a damaged soul. Much of the problem nowadays is the fact that we are all too timid to speak... Continue Reading →
Writing is a way to make fantasy worlds a reality. It provides a means to accomplishing the childhood dreams that become less possible as we grew up. As a child, the imagination is so vivid and unregulated. Zero constraints, no rules of reality, no physics, no logic - just pure freedom to think and create... Continue Reading →
There was once a little girl of 3 years. She lived with her family in a small house in a tiny neighborhood. Aside from the girl, the family consisted of a mother, father, a teenage boy, and 2 dogs. The neighborhood was poor, but peaceful, and the trees and flowers were blooming beautifully as springtime... Continue Reading →
Smells like death Rotting flesh Nothing left Makeshift meds Bloody mess All regret Clean the wreck Make amends Start anew Lose a few Find the truth Slice in two Waterloo Flocks that flew Back to you In the tomb Slow runner Front gunner Lackluster Drug buster Safe summer Steel cutter Flow flutter Green gutter Makes... Continue Reading →
