How do you feel about wind?

When you think of it, what does it mean? Is it powerful, or loud, or maybe annoying? Is it destructive? Is it creative? Is there a purpose to the wind? In the chaos and destruction of hurricanes, so much loss can occur. Or if the wind and the right conditions meet, a tornado can destroy... Continue Reading →

Home Means Nevada

It’s hard to comprehend that it’s only been a year - it seems so long ago and yesterday. I read somewhere how time means nothing with love. I grew up in PA, became me in PA...yet as soon as I came here, I knew what home meant. I remember being on my porch recording this.... Continue Reading →

Renaissance, Renaissance, Renaissance!

Can’t everyone stop arguing about masks and broken political systems and on and on so we can get to the good stuff? Chant it with me: Renaissance. Renaissance. Renaissance. No Phoenix sets herself ablaze to become the same bird. No caterpillar disintegrates in the chrysalis to come out a caterpillar. Death. Rebirth. Transformation. There is... Continue Reading →

Inner Peace is replacing or with and

An open/expansive mind has far more ; and ? then any . The ability to hold seeming contradictions is a sign of intellect and critical thinking. The inability to see perspectives beyond your own signify a closed mind. The ability to accept conflicting states of emotion - like being happy and sad - is the... Continue Reading →

Make Words Mean their Definitions Again!

Remember when words meant their definition? If I said literally, I meant something was not figurative. Yet now, figuratively is the new literally and I [insert whatever word you like regardless of definition] can't even Remember when tolerant meant tolerant? Even if you did not agree, you could tolerate differing opinions? Agree to disagree? Now,... Continue Reading →

Who wrote your dictionary? Full post

Y'all haven't watched enough Jurassic Park, and it shows. What did we learn? Can man control life? Can man play god? What happens when man plays god? If we make a quick swap between dinos and viruses, I'm feeling like my weird low-key obsession with Michael Crichton and Jeff Goldblum is coming in pretty damn... Continue Reading →

Catfish

Catfish   When you said I love you Did you know That love was two slices of bread In a make-believe sandwich And that sandwich would become a wall The walls of a prison we built With the meats and cheeses, lettuce, tomato All of the fixings of lies Imagination of what it’s supposed to... Continue Reading →

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