[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

  Apparently tonight is my night to be the carpool person and take the girls to cheerleading practice. I jumped into the car to the sound of...

  Ground to Aerial Earth to Sky Wire to Radio Nerves to Eye Beard to Face Hair to Head Something old is almost dead.

  18 is the year of the precipice launch versus failure to launch a post-apocalyptic landscape  portending survival of the fittest  moving i...

  The crow will take shelter  under any available edifice without regard to how grand  or how humble it may be. So says Thomas Jefferson Cro...

  Just go to sleep.  Do not follow those dark thoughts.  Tomorrow is a new day and  things will look different then.  Don't be seduced b...

“Tranquility Base. Tranquility Base.  Do you read me, over?” [No, but I do like to read in order to feel connected.  I guess that’s a joke o...

rotten traces   and  forgotten places yet  the beauty shines through ***

  Knock, knock, knock knuckles on wood hand in a fist, such a peculiar pose. It’s a kind of cry for help a percussive entreaty “please open ...

  Wandering through life alone in body but con- nected in spirit except when it does not seem even that is the case. What then my friend? **...

Here I stand like a statue hewn from stone. My heart is hard and cold like a gravestone in winter. My eyes are frozen seeing only the sadn...

  I feel like I need to fire up the ol’ karma machine. Too many negatives building up on my ledger. I’ll keep my eye out for opportunities t...

  Over the years I have found that beauty can be a bulwark against despair.   It can take various forms (visual arts, music, literature, etc...

  I have died too many times before  or maybe I have never truly lived.   At times only the Cathedral remains its spires piercing the hea...

  It’s a kind of paradox the world is agitated  like an aggressively  shaken snow globe yet surrounding the  swirling chaos is the  beauty o...

  Writing prompt for Monday, January 23 rd : perhaps my favorite photo of John Lennon that I’ve colorized in the craziest of ways while list...

She sleeps in the quiet of a church,  front and center, under a candle. The Psalms are droning on in a  place just behind her head in th...

  What if we just fly on out of here, my love? This house has bound  us for far too long. I know I can’t follow but time and eternity  will ...

  My teenaged son told me he has a friend who was into “drifting” with his car until it resulted in damaging his vehicle at which point it d...

  They ascend the hill  with hands intertwined, their translucent robes  flapping in a windless void. They sense the presence of a being fro...

  In my dream… It was something I’d heard about and seen play out a time or two in the news, something  utterly terrifying. In these grainy ...