Not quite poetry. Not quite a story. Not sure what it is.
a.k.a The Dystopic Revolution “Settle down people! I know this is exciting, but we need to get started. I am glad so many PEOPLE have joined us to hear the plan for our new great Godly nation. So let us begin! “ The tumultuous crowd settled a bit, consolidating there excited focus on The Speaker […]
What does your happiness look like? A wise woman The last couple weeks have been downright enlightening for me. Let me back up even more. I have been struggling (again?) for a while now. Nothing new to someone who has way to much time on their hands to simply think. My current (constant?) dilemma is finding […]
Whenever I see my reflection, I pause for a moment and think “Who am I?” The answer has always eluded me. Am I the me others perceive based on their own experiences and expectations? But I am also other. Step back; forget what was; let go of expectation. Be the observer. Ask again. Who am […]
I started this year’s A to Z Challenge with the sentence: “Every ending is a new beginning.” In that post (Z end in Z beginning), I chose to make my version of the challenge Z to A. Today is the last day of this particular journey. In other words: I am ending at the beginning. […]
I often say that my life is governed by irony. I may not be unique in this, but it is definitely a defining characteristic of the choices I am faced with in my journey through life. It has become such a driving force for me that I would almost be at a loss if irony […]
JessicaJohn ran up the hillstairs. SheHe was huffing and puffing by the time the top was reached. “Damn am I out of shape,” thought Jessica. It was not obvious by looking at him, he seemed a fairly fit woman. “It comes from too many pizzascookies! I guess I need to run more.” It was a […]
I have never really quite been one with the rest of my peers (as may be obvious from the name of the blog). I am not going to assign blame. It is no more specifically society’s fault than it is my own. I see the world in a certain way, as do each of us. […]
Sometimes, Steve stops securing something to say. Sans sally, Steve should seek some sort of stimulation; something to spark speech. In such situations, Steve seems to spring to silliness. Sadly, some seem to scamper off screaming upon seeing Steve’s sordid sense of said silliness. Sad to see. Still, Steve strives to succeed. Such sincerity of […]
Your inner voice is the voice of divinity. To hear it, we need to be in solitude, even in crowded places. A. R. Rahman Whether a decision is potentially life altering, or as simple as what one’s favorite color is, everyone has an answer for you. And all to often, they will express that answer, […]
Every ending is a new beginning. I have not written anything in months. For that matter, I have not done much of anything in months. There are many reasons for this. I could write a quite a few words on this subject alone. But I won’t, because … well … who would wanna read that? […]
