Monthly Archives: November 2016

1. I am not misunderstood. I am simply not understood. I feel bereft of my humanity under the questioning gaze of those I love; and of those I barely know. To stand exposed yet impenetrable, expressively transparent yet reflectively inexpressible, … Continue reading →

The two lines immediately below, (and repeated or paraphrased throughout), are from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T. S. Eliot. These two lines have inspired all that flows and scuttles within. “I should have been a pair … Continue reading →

This week’s headline: PASSION TRUMPS ARROGANCE. And I believe that in my lifetime, it will do so considerably more often than not. Arrogance is interpreted. Passion is felt. Those most arrogant are most oblivious. Those most passionate are most in … Continue reading →

I believe it can be consensus opinion that I am not in the future; and I am not in the past. I believe we can all agree that I cannot time travel. Yet my mind can dwell in the past; … Continue reading →

I am a barbarian. Or, if you prefer, a troglodyte; a philistine. I am here to confess. I am a bad man. I am a degenerate; that is, “a person who reverts to an earlier stage of evolution.” I had … Continue reading →