Lost Love Lust

Categories: My thoughts.

• philosophical indulgences.

  So, I have decided to make up a type of writing challenge for myself. I would like to randomly take an element from daily life, and philosophize about it. Its origins, its meaning, and perhaps its purpose. From elements of love, to elements of cooking. All elements of life. There must be something behind everything. And [...]

• dirty ends.

  You watch the clock, the typical tick scratches the sides of the brain. This thing. This thing called time. A picture frame, the artists you seek to blame. Dark martini, no fucking lime. It is not the loves that you proclaim, but the true creations of disdain. A telephone ring, a partner in crime, the [...]

• confetti excursions – 101.

  Inspiration is key, hard work is like the smell of a spring afternoon, and well worth is found under the smallest of grey rocks. Wide eyes of humble underestimation. You can find me engulfed in literature, introspective misunderstandings, with many o’ strawberry candies set aside for the warming of those cold cold lonely souls. Often [...]

• 11:11.

  Mister Lover Man, you have a package. Cheese is yellow, and pears are green. Life is dandy, and you’re a pansy. Carry a box, find me a fox. Lovely money, and funny tummy. Bake it, Make it, Fake it. Yum, Rum, Gum. Room, Groom, Boom.