A poem about waiting…

AbideAbide in the dark my darling, abide.For just a while longer now, abide.Though it is bleakI beg of you, peace, be still, abideThere is a beauty that will beckon you to reach,But for now you must abide.Soon you will breach the blackness and you will begin to blossom,But only if …

Partially depleted…

I’ve been working on a review for a book called Learning to Be. I’ve posted a posted a blog and a podcast with some of my initial thoughts and impressions, as well as some of my reservations around doing book reviews as a whole. I don’t take a traditional or …

Book Review?

I spend most of my time in my head. I guess we all do really. In general, we’re blissfully unaware that our existential status is little more than “brain in a box”. But, there’s simply no way around admitting that the disconcertingly gray mass of squishy flesh situated in the …

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