Sunday, December 4, 2016
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Laden
Sometimes what I need to do is look up after looking down from the weight of the past week.
That big ol' supermoon is buttercream yellow, low in the eastern sky above the hills, with a stripe of a cloud veil to mimic Saturn, and with her top lopped off in a hazy line.
That big ol' supermoon is buttercream yellow, low in the eastern sky above the hills, with a stripe of a cloud veil to mimic Saturn, and with her top lopped off in a hazy line.
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
8 Nov 2016
As people watch in horror, I'm thinking about what the domestic abuse count will be tonight.
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Dusk
The cruel year took more under its wing.
So the simple ritual learned a generation ago was
resurrected:
Bourbon on the rocks,
Ritz or Wheat-Thins,
Sharp aged cheddar or Stilton.
Tonight's ingredients were slightly different
but had the same effect:
direct and stark, with a wake.
So the simple ritual learned a generation ago was
resurrected:
Bourbon on the rocks,
Ritz or Wheat-Thins,
Sharp aged cheddar or Stilton.
Tonight's ingredients were slightly different
but had the same effect:
direct and stark, with a wake.
Friday, September 30, 2016
Tumult
A great loss occurs before the black moon of the month. And when the sun rises the furies flare again. They have been ever-present, and have arisen in force after the prime milestone, and they are building strength with relentless intensity and anger. It becomes difficult to bend or step aside and let them pass.
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Primes
The tenth prime doubled will be the milestone tonight as I embark on my seventeenth prime year. This milestone is also the year I was born in, also preceded by a prime. I haven't been this excited since I commemorated an event during my fifteenth prime.
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| "Wait, what?" How life is sometimes. |
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Place
'Auhea wale ana 'oe?
Harvest moon signals the time to reap. Tables are laden and we celebrate the bounty. Thunder booms and flares ignite, yet this place remains calm. We embrace this season of warmth.
Harvest moon signals the time to reap. Tables are laden and we celebrate the bounty. Thunder booms and flares ignite, yet this place remains calm. We embrace this season of warmth.
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Content
My approach when "generating content" includes the following:
1. Who cares? and why should they?
2. Use a sieve to filter information - start with the big-holed sieve first.
3. Write the interesting story. Not everyone will find the story interesting so figure out who the story is being written for.
Yeah this hurts one side of my brain. The muscle has not been flexed and needs exercise. I have not written nearly enough words to keep this process flowing. Time to resume writing to specific recipients.
1. Who cares? and why should they?
2. Use a sieve to filter information - start with the big-holed sieve first.
3. Write the interesting story. Not everyone will find the story interesting so figure out who the story is being written for.
Yeah this hurts one side of my brain. The muscle has not been flexed and needs exercise. I have not written nearly enough words to keep this process flowing. Time to resume writing to specific recipients.
Monday, August 15, 2016
Down by the Sea
From the archives.
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| Not what I expected to hear. |
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| Millennia revealed at the shore. |
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| The afternoon commute. |