Plato and dust
On new year’s eve he lets the ancient sunshine in to dust beloved shelves. He sits beside the window drinking tea and watches specks of dust transform from books to […]
On new year’s eve he lets the ancient sunshine in to dust beloved shelves. He sits beside the window drinking tea and watches specks of dust transform from books to […]
Power lies in lies, like Sauron filling dreams with fear not facts Alt-right trolls and darknet chatbots rule us with their post-truth rules, That we are stronger when divided. That […]
Mildred needed a coat. The zipper didn’t close, and even the gentlest breeze would find it’s way to freeze her skin. Winter lay before her and New Year always came […]
I crumble papers with last year’s resolutions waived — still waiting for re-cycling (or to be left in parentheses) like the bullet point un- punctuated… or poems partly written. I […]
This war will end an ordinary day just as it started once, like weather didn’t change a lot that day we never noticed our transition into war. I think it […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Verba volant, scripta manent !
About fantastical places and other stuff