Breathe. Deeper. Fill your lungs, then use your stomach, your diaphragm to purposefully continue filling your body with as much air as it can hold. Take a moment to realize how much extra air you can inhale beyond your usual, weaker breaths. As you slowly exhale, allow your body to relax. Once you feel you have exhaled enough, keep going. Use your diaphragm once more … Continue reading Breathe Deep, A One-Breath Meditation
Depressed Shout out to the depressed Just trying to get by. Keeping eyes open With regurgitated lies I don’t feel happy I’m not even that sad I say I’m hopeful So they don’t feel bad It’ll be okay If tomorrow ever comes But I’ll still be struggling To believe in the dawn. Hello, friends! I thought I’d share a little ditty I wrote as 2020 … Continue reading Pet Hamster Zombie; a Short Commentary on the Longevity of Feeling Meh
If you could burn anything – any idea, object, word, insect – Anything – what would you burn? I think I would burn procrastination. It is the bane of my existence. Mosquitos could go, but they do feed the spiders that feed the birds, etc. Maybe global warming, but that is a result, not a thing…World hunger is kind of a given but it’s so … Continue reading Leave the Burning to the Fire.
The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir, Blamed me for the curse upon its head. Never will I forget the terror and Wreckage left ‘neath its pounding tread. I fled into the mountain’s mystery, Curtained beneath the broken stone. But it found me shaking in shadow, Revealed by the serpent’s clone. Howled, did I, and screeched, did it, As it trapped me beneath its towering form. … Continue reading The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir
Your life is a book. It’s your story. You write it every day. Did you know that? Have you taken control of the author or narrator’s role to move your own character through their story arch? Sometimes I forget that the things I do are the result of my own decisions. Sometimes I get angry or bored or frustrated with my life. We all are … Continue reading A New Chapter of Your Life
I took some pictures. Things I’ve seen a thousand times or more. If home is where my memories live, these are the things that the walls are made of. Continue reading History of Me
Friends, I have been rather stressed lately and dealing with some increased depression. But I went for a drive a few days ago and took some pictures looking out the window. It’s amazing how beautiful the world is, even if you can’t see it at first. I’ve been looking at these pictures today and realizing how gorgeous they are. But I noticed they all have … Continue reading Fences of Freedom
This pretty purple pause brought to you by the people who work too hard, too long, for too little. Always remember that there is more to life than what you have planned, or even imagined. Continue reading Pretty Purple Pause
Darkness calls like a lover, cold in our bed. I’d like to answer in decaying kind. The screams are shaking my skull but The silhouettes say, “Carry on”. The shadows meekly wax and wane. Peripherally, I see them loitering Lost Stygian feline, begging for the Scraps of my sanity, soul, and saline. She comes for me, the Crone in her shroud, Like a grandmother, like … Continue reading Soon, My Love
I am working. I am always working. Borrrrrring! Verily, it is so. Yea, though I sit in the shadow of purgatory, I shall not complain…much. Just once in a while you have to yell into the void, “I am fracking bored!” But also, one should never announce such malaise, as the universal power may be influenced into curing the mundane via the callous infliction of … Continue reading Verdant Lives, Afar
There is something I would like to say to people in my home country. Don’t be afraid to have a different opinion than your neighbors, family, and friends. The USA is based on the idea that we can get along without agreeing on everything. Freedom of speech means we can have open, honest discussions without fear of government reprisal. We should be kind though. We … Continue reading Be Kind, Be Honest, Be Brave
Cobblestones, Part 2 is posted!
“The girl asked, ‘What if life here, now, is not very good? What would keep unhappy people from just sort of … skipping ahead?'”
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