Come now friend let us speak as people have not spoken in years, let us produce ideas and feelings which engender greatness not downfall, let us build and not dwell on the bitterness of the past. Let us live as those before us, for something greater than ourselves but which elevates us to the realmContinue reading “Speak plainly”
Tag Archives: Postmodern
Night Dawns
The pink of the sunset, which is a pink beyond all rational comprehension of the concept of pinkness, is most exulted when clouds obscure the light. A sunset with no clouds is a sterile male with no prospect of a lover. The clouds are impregnated with eternal links of light. And the pink lives withinContinue reading “Night Dawns”
Interregnum
If I started a passage, if I began the written word, with no goal in mind beyond the will to write, would something come from it? I write while I live, and even if all narratives are melting into a single entity designed to reign over us, I still will write as a human, asContinue reading “Interregnum”
Entangled Shadows
And in the corner of their vision, there were shadows that lingered a bit too long, shadows which reluctantly receded when direct gaze was fixed upon them, always allowing for rational modernity to keep close the binding fear of cataclysmic evil. But post-modern inclinations always allowed for the distant possibility that these shadows were real,Continue reading “Entangled Shadows”
Anew Principium 