#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness Just a little bit.Sometimes that's all it takes.Sometimes that's all we have.Is it enough?Well, it's going to have to be. We're not robots and we're not machines. Heck, I'm not sure we even know what we are, but our ability produce, and to interact, and to create has limits. I'm sure we have all … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 06.05.22
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The Narrow Place
Put me in the place of your story. Show me who you are and where you are from. All along, I've been alone and telling mine. Each word, every syllable, a heartbeat. Speak to me, so I might hear you. Project your voice; your audience is captive. Keep them that way with the … Continue reading The Narrow Place
Loss and The Quantum Dreamer
Lies
The lies we tell each other. The lies we tell ourselves. There's something undercover that leads us both straight down to Hell. There are ideas, and then there are revelations. One hand to save us, the other holding our damnation. So surprising we let go of our own salvation, to cling to the … Continue reading Lies
New World Order
Open up your eyes. It's time. You've had a few years, now to shake the chaos out of your head and start to see the patterns out here. It's time to take your mind out of the world that you designed and start living outside, because everything else has been a lie. … Continue reading New World Order
Devourers
An Accident on Purpose
Day of The Spiderlings
A Cloud Grows
She withered during the pandemic years, locked in a cell of her own devising. A songbird, left to warble in a dim and empty room. She suffered for her vices, and suffered more for her virtues, for never was a gift, like life, more troublesome, than when it might as well not exist. … Continue reading A Cloud Grows
The Lost Art
Traded in our magic for something that disappeared so long ago. A treasure for a trammel, a mystery for "I don't know." Curiosity excised, like an irrelevant relic of our past. Now, the dark is come and we are looking for answers at last. Too late for some, we watched their spark dim … Continue reading The Lost Art
Breaker
I just want to break like a wave and run upon your shores, soaking into you, then back into the endless sea. Building up energy, rolling back into myself, releasing completely, until there is nothing left, and I am gone like the tide for a while. Carrying a weight is not a … Continue reading Breaker
Dirty Work
This Grey and dreary dawn calls out to me, like the specter of some long dead lover. The chill upon the air, damp with winter snow, seeps into my bones. I shiver for a moment before drawing a breath in deeply, taking the cold air in, making it part of me. The … Continue reading Dirty Work
Orion
Every day of my life, so far, I have risen. The day calls my name, drags me from my slumber. No hope, no regret, just an empty sorrow; and rage, enough to stoke the fires once again. I climb up, into the cool, morning air. Before the world wakes, I am stalking, running, like … Continue reading Orion
Calling for Help
I thought I heard you cry. Your voice echoed in the distance. I thought you were in pain. I thought you needed rescue, and my brain was so insistent. I got up from my place, sallow black and deep in comfort. Blinking through narcotic haze, turning down my television that I might hear you cry … Continue reading Calling for Help
Euphoria of The Melancholic
Those who do not fight make a mockery of victory. Those who conceal their true nature stalk amongst the flock to take the young. Beholding such bright crimson, the dull commuter seeks a truant guard. A vain dissuader, where from the truest form of vengeance comes. Found in vast halls with the chanting multiples, … Continue reading Euphoria of The Melancholic
10.20.19
Snap together, quick connect, jacked in and hitched up. To every wave, and waver. Not on the precipice, not on the edge, but shake; at first trembling, then building to violent convulsions, as you attempt to contain the raw energy of which you are now a conduit. Then something breaks; and there’s silence. Or maybe … Continue reading 10.20.19
06.29.19
There are worse things in this life than second chances. No such thing as failure, long as the heart is beating and the blood is flowing. Feel it in you; Potential. It verges on the infinite, but is held back only by that little voice inside you whispering "Quit." Do you ever feel the … Continue reading 06.29.19
In Atrophy
This is grinding me down and away. Tiny little pieces, falling through the cracks and disappearing. Once, I was whole. A Human being; now I’m becoming. This is burning me, eating me away, consuming all my limbs and extra little pieces. I am ashes, now. One good breeze and I’ll be blown away. I … Continue reading In Atrophy
Stay
She tells me through tears that it's gonna be okay. It's all coming down, where does she find the strength? I'm over here losing my goddamned mind. She's over there taking it all in stride. I guess, she was the right one. I guess, I'll never know it, now. Couldn't leave well enough alone. … Continue reading Stay
Heritage
We once fought for these green, rolling hills that wind their way, idly to the shore. Where the waves break, and all of our fears with them. We spilled blood upon this treasured ground. Fired our guns, bared our swords and charged. Many men would shed all that they were to save another inch … Continue reading Heritage