What are these things that we call, “space and time”? We never truly understand it, no matter what theory comes along. No matter how proud we become of the hypothesis. What is this space that we live in? We divide it up, the infinite, into little compartments. Walls. Fences. Divisions. We claim and fill our spaces, within, outside, with the collections, trying hard to satisfy … Continue reading Staring Into Existence
I watched my grandfather, who lived to be 93 years of age, lie in bed after his wife had passed. He was dealing with a lot of sorrow after she had moved on to her eternal life. He would just stay in bed most of the time. I had a few limited interactions with him within those few months between my grandmother’s and his passing. … Continue reading In The End, Most Of This Doesn’t Matter
I’ve always been fascinated by a clear night sky. The light against the blackened backdrop. Each star and galaxy, appearing as a shimmering dot to my eye. To know that one could travel at the speed of light and never reach those places. The emptiness, full of so much that we will never know. The mysterious splendor of it all. A created universe, I believe, … Continue reading A Reminder Of Peace In The Vastness Of Space
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
Some people have a hard time showing, giving and receiving love. Myself and my late father being two of them. My childhood mainly consisted of many of the ugly things in life. Insecurities. Anxiety. Uncertainty. Fear. Many negatives. It was truly through those times of my youth that shaped me into the man I would end up being. It was through those experiences I became … Continue reading What Is Love, Father?
My best friend came by for a visit last night. Actually, I visited him. I needed him to assist in finding something illegal. I had a dream about my deceased buddy. I woke this morning thinking about the many times my deceased loved ones have appeared within my dreams. The conversations that we share. The usual strange aspects and details of our visits. The situations. … Continue reading “Good Seeing You Too.”