Strange How Strange

How strange it is to find this one sticky coin left where I was sitting on the couch. I was there watching the 1984 dune (The best Dune) and thought to myself “You know what would be just perfect here? Salsa! Some spice with my spice!” I got up obtained the salsa and chips and when I came back there it was the this coin. It sat there on my couch covered in a clear …

The Most Punk Rock Thing

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Who would have thought the most punk rock thing you could do as a man, would be to be faithful to one woman, marry her, and raise a family.

It’s a Placid Protection

It was all so normal. Normal in the sense that birds and smoke are normal. All so, in the sense that all my mind was filled with was birds and smoke. They crowded my senses and demanded answers from me. From me! The man that would be anything except what God made him. The stretch in my skull was unbearable and I feared that if it did burst it would flood the realm with everything …

Speak Up

First They Came

First, they came for Alex Jones, and I did not speak out—Because I was not Alex Jones. Then they came for shock jock and comedian, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a shock jock and comedian. Then they came for the conservative, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a conservative. Then they came for the white male evangelicals, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a white …

A New/Old/Eternal Identity

Panic, that is what this is panic. I sat at school. The teacher lectured and I twisted in upon myself. A panic attack. Was I special? My mind’s eyes sought metrics, and numbers to quantify my uniqueness. I scanned the darkness of my inner world searching for something real that I could put my hands on. Something that told me I was indeed worth the space and time I was taking up. Voices, so many …

A Garden Worth Something

There it was the garden I had been working on for months now. I had tilled and watered, fertilized, and conditioned the soil. I had watered it with sweat and irradiated it with the sunlight of effort. I drove up from work got out of the car and left my briefcase in the car. I pulled my work shirt off leaving my undershirt and headed straight for the shed, skipping the obligatory entrance into the …

The Bean Provides

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Obviously with the frequency at which I write about my love of coffee, the bean does indeed provide.

The Ax

Work had been a real bitch the past few years. Mindless spreadsheets and reports, endless talking to clients and selling god knows what. Some days I would talk and fake smile so much my jaw ached. My young marriage was on the rocks and I just did not have the strength to fight or rather I had allowed that excuse to poison my outlook. Poisoned outlook aside, I was caught in the mire of apathy …

Hot Coffee

The coffee was hot. It was just the side of too hot. It was the highest temperature I could tolerate. The warm earthy liquid moved past my lips and down my throat into a vast ocean. The ocean was thick like honey and threatened to pull me under. It threatened to cover my head and keep me from ever breaching the surface again. I heard the voice of my father. He told me to keep …