Random Awesomeness

i dreamed my was bicycle stolen i haven’t had a bike for many years now but the stolen one in my dream was that same big red schwinn i’d ridden as a teenager along side the long and hilly (but straight) road from our place just south of kings park into rochester mom and i [...]

a jug of cheap whiskeycame bumbling insidelooking for troublelooking for pride we laughed and drank pinotas shadows grew tallwe ate and told storiesof nothing at all sloshing with bombastthe jug gave us jestwith songs sad and hollowthe old empty chest as spirits grew wearythe revelry felland left all that whiskeyno tall tales to tell m(___)m

in the distancei saw a family they looked like any otherin this worldas if they had all just been fedthrough a meat grinder the adults were unclearunsure as to what mayor may not bea threat they seemed to know how to manageonly themselvesyet they were more than willingto attempt nearly anything the youngest childclutched her [...]

we droveour mindsinto the voidof freedom soullesssurrendering all awareness of who we arewho we have always beenwe drove what was leftwill alwayswreak havocupon the weak the kindthe gentlecould neversustain us all is lostall is lostuntil time itselfgives way our dreamsare all we have now bolstered only by borrowed momentsthey sail awaylike seaweedcaughtin never-ending eddiesof unexpected [...]

i close my eyes breathe in my weirdo world and acknowledge that yesterdays triggering shit show is now yesterday moments of joy from adventures loving connections the fun successes of being blessed and privileged enough to be able to do the things that feed my soul bring me the peace that i so wish could [...]

in my world what you did and still do is considered rude my world weird as it is with its amazingly liberal code of personal conduct where all manner of odd goofiness gregarious gaffs guffaws and awkwardness that most other worlds would automatically eschew out of hand in my world the strange the odd the [...]

it wasn’t always so easy being a weirdo all my early memories reveal a not-so-quiet desperation to fit in to be liked but also to get attention yes, i’ve always been loud if that’s the way you want to put it i talk too loud and too much and i don’t know when to stop [...]

i went to a dark place came back and went there again unafraid the darkness reflected my light absorbed my pain and revealed my soul the darkness gave me a voice i never knew i had and left me more in love than i ever thought i could be m(___)m -------  

we were talking about the climate and a ninety year old man asked me if i thought the world was coming to an end he asked me this and looked at me with eyes that cared deeply what the future might hold not for himself of course but for his children his grandchildren his great [...]