Professor Now

Work was boring today, as it has been on so many days. Killing time. That’s what we call it when we just do anything, waiting for something more extraordinary to occur. The humdrum spaces we fill with meaningless activities. Staring out the window, watching the clouds go by. Watching the motionless one stand statue stiff, staring at nothing. I have watched him for weeks, as people walk right past as if he were not even there. Sure, they stepped around him, sometimes eyed darted his way, then quickly averted. However, …

At Deaths Drawer Episode 8

Rock bottom, what a strange name for the place he found himself in now. Rock bottom implies a hard surface on which to regain your footing, a place where you can go no lower. He, on the other hand experienced it quite differently. It was soft, instead of a surface to bounce off of and skyrocket towards recovery, he felt it more like quicksand, sucking him down to a place where all is lost, no hope for recovery or redemption. Rock bottom to him was that unrelenting panic one might …

Eve’s Wisdom and Truth

    In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. And that is what we know, or believe, or maybe we choose to believe something else. That, however, is what happened. The rest from there remains less clear. Next god created the animals and the people. Which came first, and who was made from what, has been a matter of debate. There was a man, there was a woman, they did all the things men and women do. Eventually their natural interactions lead to me, and to you. There …

One Step Out Of Time

They say no one knows what awaits us beyond death’s door, but I do, I have been there and returned. Sure, every religion has its version, reincarnation, pearly gates and molten lakes, and I do believe each has a simple basic answer for the unfathomable question. The question of why, the big why, the why do we live, why do we die, why. Six feet under is the place to wonder, did I live up to my own personal why? Did I give my life purpose? While you remain above …

World in flames

It’s very hard to think about eating when you are the food. It’s hard to imagine that mankind, of which I am one of them, one of the remaining, went from the apex to the vertex of the food pyramid. It’s even harder to imagine, when the hell we now live in, was the fantasy creation of someone I knew almost all my life. I remember when I went to live with her, well, them, at just about 13, Bird, and her brother would chase down and catch various insects, …

BONDS

Some bonds are just cut out to be No matter how hard Just like rivers They find their course They create their own channels Neither waves nor tides Could ever redirect the intention They could meander Or at worst dry up But as long as there is life There is hope for a new phase

The choices we made again and again a poem that only ends when you let it

This poem will go on and on until we make it stop to make this poem end all you have to do is share every time it’s updated (every several days lately) The choices we made again and again Ten bodies hit the floor Eight more the week before On the job, or out buying food All it takes is to die is a bad mood At the movies, in your churches It all started with a purchase A gun For fun Or defend A friend Emotion Leads to motion …

Parted at death

Thuwump what was that? Wait, what was that? There it is again? Thuwump terror set in, immediately followed by a howling screeching gasp that echoed. The sound alone was terrifying, but with it came more new experiences that only made the current situation more confusing. Thuwump thuwump Thuwump increasing in frequency even as they faded in volume, at least compared to the gasping and wretched sounds of unmistakable terror. It was close, too close, but then again everything felt too close. Trapped with whatever inconceivable horror might be making those …

At Deaths Drawer – Episode 7

This entry is part 2 of 7 in the series At Deaths Drawer

Digestive dysfunction, and the resultant expulsion, gave way to whole body shivers, convulsions, and the all too realistic sensation of a million unseen organisms burrowing deep into his skin. Cognitive dysfunction resulted in verbal expulsion, linguistic diarrhea. Muttering an amusing mix of biblical quotes, sexual suggestions, and anguished profanity.   Sub dermal colonization of hallucinatory parasitic infestation, burrowing deeper into sinew and synapse, from marrow to muscle, his entire corporal structure wriggled and writhed. Dark pestilence, the essence of his existence. He attempted to think “this is not real” but …

Emotion In Motion

Emotion in motion Flows like the ocean Moods rise and fall like tides Beyond control taken for rides Strong currents drive the flow Sucking directing where they want to go Gravitationally drawn towards heavenly bodies Forces beyond resistance driven towards follies Winds and weather turn calm into tempest Love is the whole of emotion encompassed