strange and disturbing
I learned some strange and disturbing things this week. Is it possible that there are strange “dark structures” on the outskirts of the universe? Are we really made of vibrations in the “fabric of space?” Is Joe-Don Baker really our last defense against the forces of darkness? OK, I made that last one up. Still some scary shit has happened this week. And stony silence seems to greet each one of my attempts to reach out to the world. These are savage times we face and the most savage thing of all is to be alone.
Of course, I’m not alone. I have my wonderful family and several close friends to face it with. Still, it’s not the same as being part of something. Being in the midst of stuff that seems to be taking off. When I left Savannah it felt like a lot of things were falling apart. Maybe they were. They must have been on a weak foundation, though, to crumble so entirely for me at least. And so I’m rebuilding what I can. It always feels like I have one enemy in that fight, though. The only real enemy of my psyche, the worst horror I can conjure. The one cosmic force that is always against me and never brings me one second of comfort. See if you can guess by the song accompanying this little article. That’s all for now. I can’t seem to think of any more morose and depressing inconsequential emotional bull to spew out on the ether here. It helps that it’s not stuck up in my head though and maybe my one or two occasional readers will be able to relate if only for a few minutes. After all, Things are tough all over, Mac. Mahalo.

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