Focus on — Nothing

Door banging open, cold woosh blooming into the steamy room. In the bedroom curtains swirl and bloom as the outside wind blows. She grabs the towel, half-wrapping it around her dripping body and looks sternly towards the open door. One hand reaches forward as she...

Blowing the Mind

DO something! This cycle must end before it ends you…

r/photoshopbattles/ – DogShark

FruitBat, you have been entered into the battle! The Photoshopbattles subreddit is a very interesting and fun place if you've got some skills. Even if you don't have skills with photo editing and manipulation, the results are still damn entertaining. Attack, have...

Garbage

A series of things, add a little Karma, and toss in a dash of coincidence and you have a message. This morning I walked into my office to find a bag of garbage sitting on the floor...looks like the cleaning staff forgot take it with them. Get into the Monday meeting,...

Thank you!

Wow, what an amazing response. Thanks to everyone who's pulled down a copy of "Mr. Rain and the Weathermen"! It's #16 on Amazon under Science Fiction short stories and #66 in short stories overall (it got up to #13 and #53). Of course, once it's no longer free we'll...

Lure has been published

Lure is up! It has been published. You can indeed get your own copy now from this link: http://goo.gl/fzhZF (That goes to Amazon) I hope you enjoy it! Tags: lure, ebook, amazon, link, published      

The recent past…in writing

Pessimistic Idealism

My dreams are woven from dark fabric; bound in smoke and fire – embellished with tears. Yet, to see such decoration our eyes need light. It is pointless to weave intricate patterns that cannot be seen. There can never be destruction without creation.

Pessimistic pondering must be balanced by Idealism, or the entire dream collapses into depthless nightmare.

So, yes. I am a man with Pessimistic Idealism driving my thoughts. Since nothing is mutually inclusive, these two clashing concepts work in balance to create some future vision. I think they birth Hope…and a fragile Faith.

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The Great Motorcycle Hunt of 2018

The Great Motorcycle Hunt of 2018 Spivey is now in the loving hands of my daughter. He was a faithful steed and I miss him. But I am very happy he is where he is.   Searching... This Spring I will get my next bike. Since I have a habit of researching the...

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Toxicity

Toxicity …is everywhere, and it’s seeping into life — both waking and sleeping. This is what I’m doing about it.

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Isolation

White Supremacists in the Full-Time RV community have forced me to deactivate my FaceBook account. Old friends are not really speaking to me right now. We have one car, so while Julie’s at work I’m land-bound.

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Remembering Ice and Cold

Remembering Ice and Cold

If I look at measures, I think in winters. Not moons, suns, stars or the ticks on a ruler or those of a clock. I recollect by the numb freeze of fingers and ears. Heavy feet in boots. The rhythmic puff clouds huffed out in blue-grey morning light.

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