Sunday Scribblings – The inner guide dunnit
Attorney Eron Psykhe, foreground, and client Gene Daimon New York, NY (MAP) June 16, 2008 – Just when you thought things couldn’t get stranger, materialism meets myth, corporate disaster meets […]
Attorney Eron Psykhe, foreground, and client Gene Daimon New York, NY (MAP) June 16, 2008 – Just when you thought things couldn’t get stranger, materialism meets myth, corporate disaster meets […]
8:12pm. Another long day. We begin to shut the place down, retrieve the odd voice mail message, take stock of last minute thoughts, and write all of it […]
I hate my job and I hate that I’m not doing anything about it. I feel so wimpy, so ineffective. I’m just dying and watching myself die, just […]
Have you noticed the windows in the mornings, cobwebs pressed flat on the glass and the screens, bugs flying tired, trapped overnight in between? Have you noticed when the […]
Arguably one of the most renowned professional Quitters in the biz, Ron Parquetta finally agreed to meet with me for an interview. This took some doing. It’s no secret […]
Time was speeding, snowballing, she noticed. She noticed the thick black eyeliner was getting thicker and blacker, the beehive bigger and taller, the tattoos bolder in their statements, to […]
“Maybe this world is another planet’s Hell.” Aldous Huxley Hmmm…let’s see what’s been going on here on Earth in the last 12 hours… Police: Five dead in plane crash south of London A small […]
This is a test. This writer is conducting a test involving all 102 Sunday Scribblings prompts. This is only a test… The bed is up there, I am down here. […]
What if we are right here right now existing as time travelers? Nothing says we have to strap ourselves into a spacecraft and rocket into deep space at half the […]
Joseph Addison, a 17th century essayist and poet, said, “Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed with […]
When I read this quote from Henry Ward Beecher, “We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is […]