• A globe is like a taunt. A spherical goad that rests within the safety of home. It sits in the office, showing you all that you COULD see and reminding you of all that you currently can. It’s a call, one that begs you to leave and SEE. To open your eyes and mind and discover what that blue and green paper IS.

  • CRACK! Again, he could feel his knees go weak and his eyes blur with pain. This strike had landed square between his shoulderblades. “AGAIN!” The sensei yelled. With a sigh, he moved back into the right stance.

  • It was something he should’ve owned. But he rented. He could feel the temporality of the thing. Instead of it being his and remaining so, he had no control. It was rented. A home is a hard thing to hold on to. But even more so if it’s not even yours, if it’s RENTED.

  • He popped it into his mouth, clearly unaware of what it was. Then again, most two-year-olds had no idea what they were putting in their mouths. His eyes squinted up as his expression showed first surprise, then uncertainty, then horror. As he attempted to spit it out, he began to yell.

  • There is the here and now. The then and gone. And there is the beyond. Often we see it as something we can change and something we can effect. Something that is looked forward to or dreaded. But really, beyond is just the thing we don’t understand yet. Always a bit too complex for our current selves. Out of reach.

  • Weaving. Bobbing and weaving. His face dripping, no, POURING sweat. He’d been watching and waiting for what seemed like hours. He knew he was running out of time to take his shot. His opponent had grown weary and his defenses were becoming swiftly slower. He decided it was time. His fist flew forward, his fingers connecting solidly. BAM!

  • Life is a mess sometimes. And sometimes we just need to remember that we are primal creatures. We have instincts and we need to trust them. We repress them always, but in all honesty they are what pulls us through some of the toughest times. Release your tribal, primitive self.

  • What a marvelous discovery moonshine must have been. A bunch of men out in the woods, cold, bored, likely violent. And like a gift from the lunar goddess herself, alcohol! From plain old grains and heat. But imagine the first time a still exploded… Suddenly our hillbilly comedy turns tragedy :( But hey, good to drink.

  • Simplify your own life. Start small, but dream big. If your dreams are big and broad, there’s a lot of room to figure them out. Your own life needs to be simple, so you can focus on one thing at a time. Follow this advice and who knows, maybe you’ll be famous someday.

  • Silver Sentinel commented on the post, beer 6 years, 2 months ago

    If there is any one thing that I could say always seems to satisfy the palate, it would be beer. Nothing has quite the potency to both refresh and calm one’s nerves. Or to put a smile on your face and a good feeling through your veins. Thank god we have beer, or who knows what we’d drink with our friends at night.

  • Things are all slowly dissipating. The whole universe is subject to the Second Law of Thermodynamics, also known as entropy. Heat moves to cold until everything is still and inert, and all the energy is perfectly distributed. Important things like love will dissolve, while the science of the universe brings everything to a screeching, resounding halt.