A Dreamlike State

Acceptance of things that are not real. A nonsensical, delusional way of viewing the world. I woke this morning to an alarm which sounded at 4:20 A.M. My wife had been up for a few minutes prior and quickly cracked a joke, saying, “Is it time for you to smoke a joint?” It took me a minute to realize what she had meant, but the … Continue reading A Dreamlike State

A Place of Peace

Saturdays are sometimes the very best days to take a little time to unwind. The long work weeks have a way of draining me physically and mentally, but that is something I value. It is never a disappointment to come home from a long day to see the rewards. Warm coffee, a peaceful song in my headphones to drown out the noise of a fussy … Continue reading A Place of Peace

Silently Watching

I had to take a break from myself today. The past day has been a much-needed break from the emotional havoc that I’ve been so attached to lately. The attachment to things: uneasiness, tension, stress, anxiety, anger and so on. All of those things that my personal convictions have allowed me to handle with a bit more attentiveness, made possible with the willingness to seek … Continue reading Silently Watching

What Is Found?

When you speak to yourself, what is said? Is a disease your definition? Perhaps an addiction? Is the stigma a continuous part of your life? Why do people hold onto what once was, but at the current moment, no longer is? Why is a diagnosis all that is glorified within a life? Is there no hope after a label is placed upon you? Why do … Continue reading What Is Found?

The Walking Dead

Sometimes I see dead people walking among us. No, I’m not talking about the spirits of the dead, or demons, or figments of my imagination. Not a hallucination or a symptom deriving from a mental disorder. I am talking about the living and functioning human being. Already dead, on his or her feet. I have an acquaintance who is filling himself with harmful things. A … Continue reading The Walking Dead

Genuine

I had a friend who would spend his days as a cowboy. He wasn’t out on the ranch rounding up cattle, or a gunslinger, and he didn’t lasso wild bulls at the rodeo. He wore a Stetson hat, tight Wrangler jeans, expensive boots, the big belt buckle, listened to all of the country music of the current time and spoke with a ‘southern’ accent. He … Continue reading Genuine

Problems With No Solution

Do you ever feel as though the problem that you have is, ‘just the way it is?’ I used to have a strong desire to stay within my box. Like some kind of caged animal that would retreat when a threat would arise. If I wandered outside of my comfort zone, the challenge would be seen as an obstacle, and the way through it was … Continue reading Problems With No Solution