Anger |
Where does this feeling come from? I ask this in all earnestness, as I have recently had question to find the root of this issue on personal issue. Recently, I had a quasi-friend tell me the I had a...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Wed, 14 May 2008 12:11:00 PST |
so twisted you gotta love him |
Posted by Holden Caufield on Wed, 07 May 2008 11:42:00 PST |
musings of the mind |
My mother once told me that we hold onto things, because they hold some relevance to us and in-order to keep them alive and part of us. They still hold purpose in our lives whether we know why at tha...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Thu, 01 May 2008 11:28:00 PST |
where we all want to be |
Where I am.... I don't know that myself half the time. I try to do right by myself and others. I've hurt a good deal of people in my time, but still think I'm a good person. I've grown over the ye...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 09:37:00 PST |
been a while |
Just an update:I know it's been a while since I've posted, just been a little (more than a little) preoccupied with work. I'm also in the process of getting things together for a move to southern Cal...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 06:35:00 PST |
picture galleries |
I put a link to some of my web galleries I have up for some friends. I put a link on my main myspace page. it’s mall and it’s located under the about me section. Follow the link, and cli...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 09:47:00 PST |
Great work of art. |
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,I've st...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 08:22:00 PST |
Inner Reflection |
Where am I headed? What am I here for? What purpose do I serve? The ancient Romans made it a point of their daily life to reflect upon their daily lives. Why do we as a "more evol...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Mon, 04 Sep 2006 06:52:00 PST |
A moment in time - Short story |
He places himself at the side of the table facing the window, looking out at the sun that has just started rising not more than an hour ago. My mother positioned at the head of the table, and I ...
Posted by Holden Caufield on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 12:34:00 PST |
Gregg - (First draft and really needs to be worked over) - Short Story |
Gregg Looking through the cris-crossed thin metal mesh of the window screen on the back door, I gaze blankly. It is a warm and bright sunny day, and I can almost feel myself transcend my body....
Posted by Holden Caufield on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 11:23:00 PST |
