Dream On My Friends, Dream On.

As I write here on Thoughts placing my innards on blank white pages in cyber, some of you souls reach out and touch me with bits from within your minds. These bits enter my mind and swirl around creating a sometimes blissful something, other times,...

A Question of Acceptance?

A friend of mine asked me why I am writing about existential loneliness. He asked what purpose will it serve to explore it. He asked, “Isn’t the only solution to accept it?” On my second posted entry, into this exploration of mine, another friend...

What Motivates Me? What Motivates You?

This morning I come to this white-pristine-whatever and wonder what will come out. I have no ‘issue’ to work out or idea to express or wait a minute, maybe I do? There is something there. I can see it hiding in a small crevice, there, sitting closely...

Courage To Be One's Self... HA!

The idea that in relationship all it takes is courage to be one’s self and it’s a done deal, is an illusion. Certainly courage will be a factor in any relationship to reveal our private entrails but everywhere, with everyone, anytime. Dream on folks....

Loneliness: Part 3 or Demon What Demon?

Existential loneliness is a result of ’beginning’ within an existing something other, evolving, actualizing then separating from that oneness; for us humans, it means, birth. A separation that leaves a wound. A ripping from a oneness that causes a...

Loneliness: Part 2 or Show Yourself Demon

Is there a solution to our existential loneliness? At first look, without a doubt, accepting its existence is the only way to process it. A truth, for now, in which I don’t think there is a solution except the acceptance of its actuality. Solving...

Loneliness: Part 1 or How I Am Learning To Love My Demons

Whenever I mention the word loneliness people invariably exude compassion and offer their warmth. We all know that loneliness hurts. It is painful to feel alone. I would guess there is not a person alive that has not felt the sadness of feeling...

Exercise in Exorcising My Demons: Part 1

I write when my psyche is in turmoil. I write to express the forces that wash through me. I write to sort out the complex fabric that makes up this self I accompany on this earth journey. On this site, I post to connect. If I didn’t want to connect...

Testing

In reading all the problems some bloggers are having, I am posting a test blog just to see if I encounter problems myself.

My Demons, more of the same.

  The demons staring at me from within the mirror hanging in my destiny, instil dread. They taunt me with their accusations and torture me with their predictions. I don’t recall when they stopped fooling me with their prowess. There may have...

Over and Over

  over and over again the fear appears the truth of temporary of how ever long will this last   and what's the problem why is this a problem? isn't every second temporary?   is it the contrast between the...

The One: Sensuality on a Tuesday

She had become ravaged in the waiting. She had acquired beauty but the beautiful had long since faded. She had not stood still in the waiting, she had lived and lived well. She was magnificent but only a hint of it could be seen. It was not visible...

Today

A new day. I look on the canvas... underneath the new gesso, images shimmer, evidence of a past fading away. What will be today? What wonders will arrive?  What hurts march my way?  An adventure this life, at least, it is this way...

Precious Two Words... `Our Friends`

    Ir is ever a mere reprieve this quiet time where we relax and enjoy an in-between from the tremors which inevitably arrive in our lives; these wobbles that shake our balance off, causing a mighty teetering as we struggle to not fall...

I Want This Day Returned...

What do I do here? Someone I care about is being offered something they have always wanted. Something which if they accept it, our relationship will end. Maybe you are wondering why I say our relationship will end, suffice to say that I do not have...

Turning Blue

  A hundred times a day, I face not knowing what to do and winging it. Is it like this for anyone else? Or are you all so certain of what you do? Do you follow a code, an inherent path in front of you, appearing concretely, creating the...

My Silence

In my little corner of cyber, my little space here… my little haven of ‘away-from’ the noise of real life, I listen to my silence as it builds within through the venue of words. A silence to share with some people who will read me, a silence made less...