I do not consume, I create. I do not absorb, I radiate.

Where Do We Go From Here?

Where Do We Go From Here?

Where do we go from here? Anticlimax is the word I would use to describe the state of the world at the moment. As humanity as a whole we no longer really have a goal. The world has shrunken and become less interesting as more and more exploration and discovery have... read more
Myers-Briggs Personality Test Results

Myers-Briggs Personality Test Results

Years ago I took the Myer-Briggs Personality Type test, which is based on Carl Jung’s Personality Types, and I got an INTP result. I took the test again today, and voila! got INTP-A again, so I used another site with slightly different question wording, and got... read more
Vive La France!

Vive La France!

My heart goes out to the beautiful people of Paris, and the whole of France during this time of senseless violence and brutality. May the spirit of France remain... read more
Forget Me Not – 1918

Forget Me Not – 1918

Forget Me Not 1918 These pressed flowers were in a book I bought many years ago at a garage sale. I have kept the worm eaten book and these flowers for many years because they are special. I don’t know the story, I don’t know if this was a funeral bouquet... read more
Ink Cuneiform

Ink Cuneiform

This is my Cuneiform Epitaph. Scratches on clay the remnants of lives, tiny sparks that winked brightly and then went out; time consuming the present moment by moment, Langoliers following closely behind, watching for scraps and pouncing on wasted time. When flesh... read more
An Offering Of Pearlescent Debris

An Offering Of Pearlescent Debris

Sawgrass riptide, silicate crystals smeared across my toes, the pressed down deepened holes in the burning white, where I run down to the harder pressed darker expanse of shallow sea.   There are gulls on the edges vision, screeching, diving, salty spray of... read more
Childhood

Childhood

Éowyn is just turning 2 years old, and is full of energy already. She takes to things with no reservations or hesitation, she runs up and dives in with both feet. I see her doing this with things as simple as trying to get onto the recliner with me.  She will run up... read more
A Poem For Summer.

A Poem For Summer.

I put a poem in the inside of every new moleskine I buy. I put this poem from Tennyson in the moleskine I used for the most chaotic, upsetting and exciting year of my life. (4-2014 to 3-2015) An incredible number of things happened to me and my family during that... read more