Monthly Archives: September 2019

The smell of wet Rotting leaves and mud Death, followed by Life Until it is not Each cycle is the same Until it is not Milky and sulphurous, Life flows Until it does not Death is not waiting Death is … Continue reading →

Is it true that the eyes are the window to the soul? To consider this, I suppose one would first have to define (or at least characterize) soul. Because this is my written thought and because I am likely the … Continue reading →

This past week at work I have had so many urgent task priorities that I have been unable to process beyond the particular specificity. By definition, to process is to apply a series of actions or steps toward a foreseeable … Continue reading →

Have we become the necessity of minutiae? Have we evolved from the actual small and trifling detail to the delusional belief that to surround oneself with a collection of details adds meaning and purpose to inconsequence? What is it about … Continue reading →