Monday, June 20, 2016

Moments

We take for granted fleeting moments which rapidly become fleeting years
Years which fade away while we look back with regret
Caught in a memory of a moment of hurt, that moment takes root, grows into anger
Anger dampens the spirit, darkens the soul, leaving in its wake an emotional carcass
When that moment has trickled through the hourglass of time, bitterness lingers
A fleeting moment of melancholy, spirals rapidly into protracted moments of depression
Wasted moments, we allow only to pilfer our much deserved moments of joy
Be wary of the moments you allow to take root in the nursery of your mind, in the soil of your emotions

Even bad things grow

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Reflection

Ever so often we need to take a moment to take stock of our life, where we’ve been, where we’re at and where we want to go. Truth be told in my younger days I did a lot of that, it was my time of self discovery – if I am to be honest, I have not done that sort of introspection in quite a while, and it is not to say that I have arrived at the point where I thought I would have been when I started my journey of self discovery years ago. I have prodded along life, content, resolute with the present; perhaps that is enough for me, perhaps it is not, but I stopped questioning where I’ve been, where I am and where I want to go long time ago.

Is this contentment? Is it lack of drive? I am not sure to be honest. Should I want more? In the last year and a half I have had occasion to reassess aspects of my life, both personal and professional – the latter being less complicated to deal with, the former, let’s just say it is organic, fluid even, ever changing, never dull. Professionally, I am in a better place, I no longer peel myself off the bed like stale chewing gum stuck beneath that lunch table, trying to convince myself to get to work; now when I have to peel myself off the bed to go to work it’s just because I am as exhausted as a hooker who has worked the strip all night and now has to go to her day job. That is not to say where I am professionally now is my ideal job, but it is a refreshing change from the torment I put myself through for the last few years.

On the personal front, man that requires a few chapters – suffice to say, I made it through the storm. My personal trials taught me that I am emotionally and mentally stronger than I thought I was, it taught me that I am comfortable with throwing conventional wisdom out the door, and that though ostensibly inconceivable, there is duality in duplicity – happiness can be a convoluted labyrinth. Yes, like I said, on the personal front…requires a few chapters.


So, where am I? I am in a good space, mentally emotionally, that is not to say it is without its stumbles – but I have learned to pick myself up and dust myself off much quicker and come back from whatever knocked me down, better, stronger. Where do I want to go? Having put these few words to screen I realize that the answer to that question has not changed from so many years ago. I still want to be a better man, that is incredibly broad, yes, I want to be a better father, better friend, better sibling, better lover – I just want to be a better human being, I want to be the type of man that when I leave this earth I will be deeply missed by everyone I was close to and be thought of fondly by everyone I had ever interacted with. I think I will be just fine. Live, Laugh, Love.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

VII

I have not been inclined to put words to paper, or in this case to screen for some time, largely because I have not felt emotionally tormented and in the need to evicted the thoughts from my head before it lays waste to my mind. My posts have been largely melancholic with a sprinkle of eroticism, lightly flavoured with pseudo-intellectualism – sometimes bordering on profound.

The years have brought with them change and growth, moments of learning and introspection, self-doubt and acceptance – it seems a never ending journey to betterment, but I suppose that is why it is “life’s journey” and not life’s destination. These few lines remind me of another reason why the glow of the screen and the birth of my words on it appealed to me – I am far better at expressing myself through my musings; it’s part of me I discovered along my journey, it’s a part of me I enjoyed, it’s a beautiful part of me that I miss.


So in the spirit of momentous journeys, let this one continue, let it be written for posterity – I am more than meets the eyes.

Sun kissed

Sun kissed sand colored skin lay bare A tapestry of eroticism glowing with desire Seeping lascivious proclivities, whispering Taunting, teas...