Too Many Pricks to Count

Too Many Pricks to Count

In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act. – George Orwell In a time of vile brews patented by malevolent inventors not drinking the Kool-Aid can save your soul. This matrix is a thorny thing indeed. … Continue reading

Crimson Sky

Crimson Sky

Was headed for a late evening swim and the hint of crimson in the sky caught my eye. It’s hard to notice it when eyes are directed downwards. I sound like a broken record, “look up, phone off your body”…only … Continue reading

I Shall Wait for You in the Yonder

I Shall Wait for You in the Yonder

Deeper into the woods further away from collectivism…it feels like home. Plunge into the untold. Enough of this separation of ourselves, enough lumbering across this plane dissociated and troubled. Everything is crumbling anyways, what’s stopping you from the immersion? Start … Continue reading

Safe and Loved

Safe and Loved

Here’s to midday naps and to friendships that span cultures, species, oceans, light years and galaxies.

Come and Find Me

Come and Find Me

back here if you choose to step forward into the universal cosmic consciousness with me. If you prefer to take the bait that the unwell want you to take then be gone, go find God or whatever it takes for … Continue reading

Hearing Your Truth

Hearing Your Truth

Veiled beneath stretched and speckled clouds, a rising sun. Tucked in slender bending coastal covering, a feral cat on guard and grateful to be within terra firma. Behind my back, prints in moist sand. In front view, a vast ocean … Continue reading

Culture Shift

Culture Shift

What I still can’t grasp is how we as sentient beings with the highest consciousness among the animal kingdom are the only species that can think that some entity has the power to restrict our movement, direct how we breathe … Continue reading

Brush it Off Magically

It’s the start of the day, still a few more hours until noon meandering along a whole lot of red tide carnage with scratchy throats and sporadic coughing and somehow there aren’t many other patches of earth I’d rather be. … Continue reading

It’s a Momentum Thing

It’s a Momentum Thing

What’s an esplanade without an impermeable canopy of densely verdant heart-shaped leaves intermixed with cupped-shaped flowers? Now if you’re checked out and on autopilot you may miss what’s in plain sight above your brow. But if fully awake, present and driving … Continue reading

A Mysterious Place to Be

A Mysterious Place to Be

Went away for some quiet and to fall into some good company on the fringes of this planet. Red tide prevented me from a picture-perfect experience…but I managed to immerse myself with shoreline strolls as observantly and curiously as possible. … Continue reading