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In general, believing anything is nothing more than a choice. You do or, you don’t. Period. No matter what ‘proof’ is or is not offered. No matter what example given, precedent set. No matter how fanciful and seemingly impossible. What you believe is nothing more than a choice you make about something. So what happens…

Sitting, having been awake for several hours, still in the dark, except for the light off this screen. Sitting in the same spot most of the night and trying to write. Needing to say something, make a point, expel a demon, right a wrong.  To accept and correct. It is usually easy to pick out…

There are times when, no matter what is occurring around you or perhaps even, too you, that you can do nothing to effect it. Seeing, feeling what feels like the world collapsing around you or someone you love and only being able to view it. That the world had been actually falling to pieces in…

There are times when not saying anything is the most powerful comment. Not always in that passive-aggressive ‘silent treatment’ sort-of way either. Just not adding to the noise. There are many different reasons to be quite. To not pipe up and add your two cents. Sometimes it is to not say something you will regret…

Have ya ever noticed that in film, print or prose when someone yells, “You’ll miss me when I gone” they are usually the one that has already been kicked aside, replaced or simply become unwanted. Useless. Sorry to break it to you slim, chances are 100 percent you will not be missed. Chances are 100…

Looking at life as if it is a jig-saw puzzle this morning. Everyone starts out with the same number of pieces and they are all perfect. Clean edges, brilliant colors, all face up and waiting for someone to assembled into an image, a life as a work of art. Over time, the perfection wears off. …

I am feeling as if the breeze is blowing only away from me. Not towards and then past me but more as if it has started, just beyond my reach and rushing away. If I were a sail  I would be dull and lifeless. Impotent, useless. A dry leaf, I would be still and quite.…

Yep, a big ol’ heavy sigh. Not a happy relaxing one. One trying to bring some comfort to a body pained by its mind. There is a lot to be said for deep, proper breathing. Grey matter – that part of the brain that allows us to conceptualize things. To see what is not there…

Ya’ll know this blog is an exercise in release for me. A place that, for some yet defined reason, I am comfortable ‘getting it out’. It is funny to think of the limitations that make it a small space for as much as I need to get out. I cannot simple confess my sins here.…