Pleasant Thoughts from the late-great Marlon Brando |
I hope this brightens your day!...It was dark then, and I decided to lie down under the tree. Coconuts were scattered near its base, and I noticed that they were triangular-shaped. I picked one up and...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 16:29:00 GMT |
dark star |
Several months had passed and he'd spoken to her on occasion. He felt they were on level ground but was nervous anyway. He got off of the train and made his way up the steps. He was early- three minut...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 21:47:00 GMT |
somehow... springs eternal |
Deep within his mind's eye, he considered his options. He had been in a bad way for a long time and needed respite; An evaluation of everything important to him at this point in his life. He did not h...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 17:43:00 GMT |
in the room |
These men. The men determined to bring him down. When he gave pause to consider these men as individuals and dissect the full meaning behind their actions his mind was blown. The evil, purely human sa...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 22:21:00 GMT |
while he waited |
The water parted down the windshield in ripple-like waves. The man had his window cracked so he could let the smoke escape and he watched its rise disrupted by the vaccum of the wind as it became one ...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 19:50:00 GMT |
compromise |
He left Jenny and hopped into his car. I've got a four hour trip. He was scared. He wasn't going to deny it. Because denial was the biggest fear he could think of. So at least I have a chance. Why am...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 21:08:00 GMT |
time to go |
'All done' she said. She found him sitting downstairs in his throne-like chair, his jacket already on and zipped. 'Thanks Jenny.' The man sat still. 'You sure there's nothing else today?' she asked....
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 09:16:00 GMT |
excerpt 3 |
Two nights ago he lay with her in bed, her right hand caressing his head and neck while he stared at the ceiling fan but thought of nothing. One of the handful of times he had lived completely in the ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Nov 2006 19:55:00 GMT |
the cabin |
He started by going back to the cabin alone. Just some peace and quiet, his ax and wood. He chopped wood until his arms no longer supported the motion. Enough. His physique was at its best and there ...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 15:25:00 GMT |
changing form |
It was long ago-he was still a young man-when he realized he could not trust anybody and that went double for women. But he had trusted her. She was the one he grew to depend on through countless test...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Nov 2006 14:48:00 GMT |
