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Like Pouring Concrete in the Rain

A rearview mirror glance at all behindThe rubble packed in boxes and my mindBeside hope innocent and fear so blindAnd blurry sketch of what I’d like to find The demolition plays before my eyesCrescendo and in infinite repriseA futile masochistic exerciseWhile begging for the pain to make me wise Like someone who knows how to… Continue reading
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Blog: It’s Been

It’s been seven years on the 4th since my ex asked me to marry him. Seven years later, my life is unrecognizable and nowhere near where the woman that replied yes thought this would go. It’s been a year since I started blogging about Life Yeet 2025, a collection of changes in all aspects of… Continue reading
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Blog: The Yesperiment

It’s been more than two months since the last blog – not for a lack of desire to write, nor a lack of experiences to share. Somewhere along the freeway of progress to embodied identity, the low motivation light came on and the lanes narrowed with bent and battered orange pylons down to one, clogged… Continue reading
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With my eyes on the horizonI never see the flowers at my feetWith fingertips just brushing themYet still my mind would race beyond the beat That my heart makes as the path curvesSo gently through a verdant grove of treesThat searching for the openingBlind to the birds alighting next to me What if I miss… Continue reading
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Blog: New Physics and New Life

Progress and travel generate a build of momentum, the mass of the decision multiplied by the velocity with which the moves are made. After some time in stony but familiar soil, I have taken to the sea again. The course I charted was an aggressive one, 6 hours in the car with a dog being… Continue reading
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Bloom

Of clay and rock borneSo crookedly grownBlown bare by the windRoots shallow in stone Reach limbs from seed sownCut greedily backLow from the harvestSurviving in lack Unable to bloom Sharp shear and scythe hackKeen takers carve looseShape weapon or fuelNew growth to reduce Sole value in useSap soothing the sickPotent the poisonFrom spindle thorn’s prick… Continue reading
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Blog: T’is the Season

It’s been a bit since I wrote last – anything at all, even to myself. People often refer to losing momentum as a function of the holiday season, everything being so ‘busy.’ The adjective I might use instead is ‘loud.’ Every man-made object in and out of the home has a screen that is shouting… Continue reading
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Blog: Grayscale

Part of this journey is clearly to improve my ability to say goodbye. With its necessity, I didn’t expect this particular parting to be as difficult as it was, but I suppose it did represent a choosing of the self over the practical if now uncomfortable. As energy is conserved, I know the love I… Continue reading
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Blog: Sail by the Stars VI, Return of the Jedi and Epilogue

The final stay before the period of intended rest and comfort admittedly had some voice-to-text notes like the prior posts, but upon review they largely consisted of a tired and circular rehashing of prior sentiments – wonder battling worry, hope fighting hardening, gratitude grappling grief. Recalling now, the final drive-sleep-drive sandwich was a tough 36… Continue reading
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Blog: Sail by the Stars V, The Final Frontier

The next leg of the trip I made shorter; thankfully, the spot was ready early so we checked in without having to take a squiggly mountain route and kill time, nor bribe Junebug with a pupcup. I took the interstate instead, which still boasted extraordinary views of the mountains and valleys the region is famed for.… Continue reading