OH, GO coattail starFUCK Yourself!
Maybe I have not missed my own cresting wave?
My rant was a quick, knocked off piece. No, real in depth thinking. Just raw emotion. Not that raw emotion is not important, but here is some writing that had been attended to with more care.
Maybe you enjoy laughing?
The bulldog, whose tongue spilled out the side of his gaping cavity, we believe his name was “Wheezy”, was the star of…medium.com
Poetry for instance. One of these ranks as my best bit of writing ever!
A cloud settled on the mountain.
Morning sun made grey.
Protectionism proves it’s ignorance.
lives in my veins
ice melts my heart
snow blankets my mind
a quilt of cold
piles of solitude
IF, what is not consciousness, is finite.
IF, finality is death.
What is cycle?
What is evolution?medium.com
Or, possibly, philosophy?
I will confess I have not read anything about this, but I plan too. But this is my thing, hopefully, briefly stated.medium.com
My world famous UNTITLED writing!
How do you know when all the inspirational, life lesson, life coaching, mentoring, teaching, self-development, and…medium.com
Lately, I have been mulling all of the strategies writers and poets employ to create a heuristic insight.medium.com
We humans learn through tears and snot. We want to think it’s more like a proper classroom. One where kids don’t pull…medium.com
Really awesome stuff, I’m tired of coming up with cute categories! ENJOY!
One of the first thoughts I had on 9/11 was how fortunate my father was that he did not have to witness it. I was…medium.com
Upon arriving home last night my sweetie informed me that “Mr. Famous” had a ghost turd. Meaning he wanted to poop…medium.com
That there is the stump of a carrot come to life. Do you have that level of moxie to emerge from obvious death?medium.com
In a desperate move to have Chicken Noodles with Mashed Potatoes I made this. Some of you may be confused, “where are…medium.com
The quick tour is over. You might want to look at my profile, and see what I did not include. I thank you again for your time.
This highly untechnical, slap dashed, pseudo-writing is dedicated to, Lon Shapiro.