Let’s talk about Vietnam.

Let’s talk about Vietnam. a side note: My pen hand is jumpier than usual. Don’t know why.   Back to Vietnam. Let’s see what words pop up. strength in numbers. fear  fear  fear outside in. inside out.   I blocked many outside-in experiences....

Isn’t it odd

Isn’t it odd Isn’t it odd the news left and right is about D. Trump? What’s that about? I say it’s about a master performer hypnotizing us. Let’s give the man a standing ovation for his mesmerizing and brilliant performance....

Words get away

Words get away from me. Some times, they have their own guidance, separate from mine. They (the words) leave me (this guy) in the dust. When the dust clears, I witness what has transpired. “Where did that come from?” f (Came just now, so may need a mild...

Put your self in Her place.

Put your self in Her place. If She does regard, Mother Nature doesn’t regard one state more important than any other. Not yours. Not mine. Not another. Mother Nature just is. No judgement or conditions. We breathe Her in and chop Her down. We love and hate Her....

Put your self in Her Place.

Put your self in Her place. If She does regard, Mother Nature doesn’t regard one state more important than any other. Not yours. Not mine. Not another. Mother Nature just is. No judgement or conditions. We breathe Her in and chop Her down. We love and hate Her....

*another short story

I hear death is out (was going to say sex)* of the question. Why? I hear It feels so far away and hear it is a ticking heart. *another short story What’s there to question f 174  

One fell swoop.

If spirit in one fell swoop, revealed all of our darkest secrets and prevented us from harboring more, (stripped us naked so to speak) there’d be mayhem and the world that we know would change for ever. f...

SLAVE & I wanna find God!

SLAVE It’s not black and white. Aren’t we slaves to food and sex, power and possession, life and love, hoping and wishing, yesterday and tomorrow ? Think about it! Most of all, I’m a SLAVE to me, mine, mind. f 171a ***** Folks say, I wanna’ find God! I hear,...

Been there. Done that.

Been there. Done That. Listening to NPR ‘the Moth’ stories on Veteran’s Day afternoon. Lying here crying. Thinking how odd it is when words so far away can strike so close to home so many years later. f...