This reality: not the bright-eyed shoot-em-up gallery they promised, not nearly as nice as the dusty menagerie foreseen. Orange, plastic caps land in the doorway of cardboard market stalls.
6-word review: 2022
A raging storm waning indelible sage.
Happy new year everyone,
all my best.
Josh
Thank.
Thank you for the gift: your stale breath on my pillow after you’ve gone. What cockleburs become sweet comforts in the fresh winter parallel glow.
Preposterous Ponderings: Veni, Vidi, Vici
You’ll live,
or you won’t,
those are really your two
options.
Reworked: Entropy and the Audacity of Comfort
You are in danger of living a life so comfortable and soft, that you will die without ever realizing your true potential.
David Goggins
The lies we tell ourselves become the excuses we use to placate our own insecurities.
Embrace change, adversity, and overcome the circumstances. The “obstacle is the way” (Ryan Holiday), because quite simply, that is life. There is no part of life that isn’t the obstacle itself, no matter what lies we tell ourselves.
As humans, we have the audacity to expect comfort, when reality proves time and again that we are promised nothing but the natural systems of entropy that existed long before and will exist long after us.
Let Her
I wrote you a letter I could never mean. Trial and error - the survivalist mantra: blessed are the meek. In another era, closed captioning open for grief. Down hung heavier - cycles more vicious than obscene. My rock-tied tantra sunken beneath a murky green.
Amaze
Twisted and devouring itself, this soul, like Midguard’s serpent, into Deadalus’ shop of horrors - trapped. Fading faster with each death.
glass stones
High brow, high tower, high people. A grass fed, half-cocked, cockamamie conjecture. 10,000 hours so I know what I’m doing. Shiny metal belt; leather hypersexual. Hints to a treasure like steam wafting to dogshit.
8 Carrots
A horrific popularity contest where everyone’s obsessed with saying the last great thing. So, this is what healing looks like? Another scab to contradict unrealistic totems. Gilded, not gold.
oneuva
She’s the kind of woman you meet on the street and one day regret everything, even though it all went perfectly according to plan.
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