icicles tricycles, ice cream, candy... |
A look to the left, to the right, and all is the all clear, and here I am alone with this small thing. an indiscretion: in a moment, a taste of mint, a taste of wine. A smile. Di...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 19:49:00 GMT |
Stones; Pebbles; Blocks of wood |
It is simple, really, once a flexible perspective is adopted, and that is the nature itself; reciprocative expression between the internal and the material. No beauty pageant, no robot displays of aff...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 04:38:00 GMT |
It started raining crazy, so naturally I opened the window. |
There is an imprint on you of every experience in your life.
Memory is not a single thing, it is not a tangible commodity that exists or does not exist. What is most often discussed...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 04:14:00 GMT |
Hazing the Control Group |
There is something in our nature that equates understanding with analysis, and analysis with deconstruction. Perhaps it is inherited habit, a nature and/or nuture genetic memory and/or oral history, b...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 22:13:00 GMT |
Coffee breath |
A quick approach. Running late every other Tuesday morning is ritual, or habit, or ultimate inevitable truth; applied philosophy in its natural habitate. Regardless, it is well demonstrated fact...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 09:23:00 GMT |
Overall Squareness to Consider |
I built a little fort.
Corners were supplied with happenstance and presence. Walls were made as smooth as possible considering the supplies at hand. Lines laid down first, then followed through...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 20:10:00 GMT |
A very mortal salvation |
There are many forms of escape, and with them a plethora of intentions. In one aspect, nothing is as noble as survival; we admire the pluck of the most tenacious beasts in the harshest wilds that Moth...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 20:35:00 GMT |
Drinking today with Charlotte |
There are those who would be torn, and my empathetic reflex registered this, by the thought of me chowing down across from an empty chair bearing the FOX Sports logo. The rotunda at the mouth of E see...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 13:37:00 GMT |
Turnstiles, teapots; trigonometry |
The clipping of a movie reel fighting to reach its framerate; flicker, flicker, snap snap. Transitions such as these are always extant but only consciously visible through episodes of distress or stru...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 17:53:00 GMT |
Touchdown |
There you have it: Hit the ground rolling, lending to a smooth series of transitions moment to moment and rhythm is maintained. Adaptation sans calculation.
Time continues to be short, rarely do...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 14:03:00 GMT |
