Poetry, Prose & Philosophy from Life
My culture tells me that we are beings who act from rational self interest. Ahem, my irrational self interest is, clearly, unworthy of discourse. If I am given conflict — to which I must be resolute — I must be logical and reasonable. My emotional disposition is irrelevant, irrational and, if showcased, counterproductive. I am … Continue reading An Economy of Violence
My eyes opened. I was awake and not sure why. I turned to my side and looked at the clock and it was 5:24am – the flashing lights of the alarm lit up the entire room- it blinked to a dull rhythm. Then muted in the distance I heard the phone ring and my heart … Continue reading The Flowers Still Blossom
Becoming aware of my own intoxication always seems to come to the forefront of my cognition through the same path as a wonderful idea— light-bulb flickers on and, voila, your drunk-self has arrived. And it usually happens at some point after I have mentally drifted away for a bit and then some random and peculiar thing … Continue reading Learning to Die
I am well aware that the TV series Lost ended over four years ago and this examination is long overdue, but I recently re-watched the series and as it just concluded last night I had an Ah Ha moment and I think I have put it all together in my head. If you have seen … Continue reading Becoming: a brief Philosophical Examination of the TV Series Lost
Nothing's Sacred 