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What happens when only one wants forever? The other only wants a little slice of forever. I might have deluded myself by thinking. My decisions were the best at the time. Like a marble statue missing its head. There was once a living man that lost his. I imagine his eyes saw a glimpse of…
I wrote this while watching a movie as I sometimes get the urge to do this because I rarely do only one thing at a time except for a few things that demands my concentration. This doesn’t make much sense but here it is anyway. This would probably be better as a poem. How twisted…
A person once saidThe best of the bestIs what makesPeople want moreIn life than the daysGiven to themOn a dull platter, And yet in the endNothing mattersQuite as much as thoseThings you can’t putInto various sized containersOr glass jars if you’re lucky,But this is a delusionTo think aboutWhen the people Around you crumbleFrom young stupidityAnd…
The conversations were getting a little stale between us. You know the ones between two people. If it had been food in the refrigerator, I would’ve identified it as bread shoved way in the back on the bottom shelf, behind everything else, because someone in the house has a problem with bread buying. The hunt…
This is the smallest art exhibit I’ve ever been to on a Sunday, let alone any day of the week. Less photos than more but interesting overall.
At least a few times a year, I gauge where I am in my New Year Resolutions. They don’t change much from year to year and my ability to attain my goals don’t seem to change much either. I was recently asked how I want to feel at the end of 2024. This relates to…
The sun is bright.I could not see.The road ahead of me.The lines are over shadowed.I could use the rays of yellow.Like a drawing by a five-year-old fellow.The child is smart.I can’t compare.The sun shifts at his dare.I take shelter.I try to outdrive the heat.My foot pressed down on the street.The car accelerates.I zoom toward the…
I’m riding the wave of nostalgia for some reason and having dreams about work. Two things I shouldn’t be doing. When you find yourself transporting yourself back to your teenage years, it’s not pretty and quite pointless. I could do without both. Yet maybe because I’m nearing another high-school reunion again, this is the reason…
This should be a better place for all of us. This would be a more respectable place if we didn’t kill each other, but we don’t live in this type of city. We have never been a part of any respectable place. We should be. Boy, we should be. When the day slipped out of…

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