[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

"this is the world as best as I can remember it"

Wednesday, July 09, 2025

Things on my Desk

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  The things that make up his desk may very well make up his life.   They are artifacts of a man named Aaron who once was a boy. I see Spide...
Saturday, July 05, 2025

It is Good

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My zinnias are having a laugh riot of growth in my front flower bed.  The sun is up and none too soon for the party to begin.  There is a hi...
Saturday, June 28, 2025

Remembering to Forget

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  In the empty halls of memory   I chase my childhood around blind corners into dead ends. I think I hear laughter but it is too hard-edge...
Wednesday, June 11, 2025

From a Great Height

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  I am a giant of colossal sadness lumbering along the sand with my head in the clouds. I hear a child’s laughter lost in the wind. Sunbathe...
Friday, May 16, 2025

To Write is to Fly

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  To write I have always needed an opening.  A door of some kind.  A window. Something to let in a breeze of an idea that transforms me into...
Thursday, May 15, 2025

Sad “Happy”

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  It’s a sad “happy” song which seems exceedingly peculiar.   The song is “Happy” by Pharrell which was a big hit several years ago and had ...
Tuesday, May 13, 2025

An Internal Flame

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  An internal flame  flickers and faints, it’s all the same panting and paints a subtle blame for not being saints. ***
Sunday, April 27, 2025

KID MAY BE CLOSER TO LEAVING THAN THEY APPEAR

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  There are few things that make me more sad or more excited than this looming reality.  It is a frame-of-reference thing where I am either ...
Tuesday, April 22, 2025

Flim & the BB’s

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Not too many years from now no one will remember that I loved an obscure Jazz quartet known as “Flim & the BB’s”, alas. They had their h...
Saturday, April 19, 2025

Sister Christian Dream or “the time has come”

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  The dream was set in a house I didn’t recognize, but it was my house and I was in a large tile-floored basement with random items scattere...
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A. Monk
“Aaroneous Monk” brings to mind the image of a bumbling but well-meaning hermit who continually trips himself up in his overgrown beard as he attempts to battle evil in the world but, more often than not, forgets about the darkness in his own heart. It also sounds similar to the legendary jazz pianist Thelonious Monk, but with a faux-Greek twist. Thelonious was known for being able to maintain two disparate rhythms going at the same time with his hands seemingly disconnected from each other. That kinda sums up my struggle...
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