Mar 18, 2010 | Brain Farts, Prose |
I was turned on to a site that needles a writer into writing without the shackles of thought. Write or Die. I decided to give it a try and this is the first thing that came to me. I did some spelling corrections, but other than that, in ten minutes, this seeped out of...
Nov 25, 2006 | Brain Farts, Prose |
ChunksWhen you know, you just know. Like I knew. I didn’t even have to smell it to know. The fact that small chunks of partially digested carrots and chicken were dried onto his pants had no bearing on my knowing. The shiny bubbly black slick that covered the...
Jul 19, 2004 | Brain Farts, Poetry, Prose |
The idea here was to point my finger at the usual sequence of life. Death, Learning, Birth, Dying. You learn after you are dead, and you are dying the moment you are born. Not a revelation, but I liked the words. Death – I have died. Not an awakening as much as...
Jul 15, 2004 | Brain Farts, Poetry, Prose |
Some ramblings regarding enlightenment. Was thinking it might be the start of a warped biography, but that was where it stopped….This is the life of me.Where shall I start? Not at the beginning… that’s never very interesting. I know…from the...