Bubala, Mumi & Max

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Peep...

Changes...

Everything always changes.

One minute, you're sitting on the sofa with your dog, watching Family Guy and the next minute, your dog is dead and you're sitting on the sofa with your new dog watching Family Guy.

Monday, December 21, 2009

I Am Also (Not) A Rock

Rocks

Sometimes, things happen
Things that I do not even pretend to understand
Things that leave me wondering
Why people sometimes come and go
Without so much as an explanation?
Shining with me on a Sunday
Only to be missing by Monday morning
Never to be seen again
Never to share a smile again
Or to reminisce about something
That we once had in common
Nothing
Nothing significant at all
Only a few fading feelings
Happiness turning slowly
Breaking
Crumbling away
Like so many other stone walls
Into piles of pebbles, dirt and dust
Crunching under my footsteps
As I trudge onward
In search of another wall
To lean my worn and weary frame upon
And when I think about it too much
Which I always do
I remember with great melancholy
That I may not be a boulder
But, then again
I am also (not) a rock

Friday, August 07, 2009

Unnatural & Possibly Perverted Obsession With Utility Poles In The Early Twilight Hours











Monday, August 03, 2009

Crop Circles In The Carpet

Sinking, Feeling...





Friday, February 27, 2009

Contemplating Existence...

Existence?

Everything exists at the same exact time. While I am typing this right now, you were somewhere else doing something else at the same exact time. And now, you are here reading this while I am somewhere else doing something else at the same exact time.

Everything is happening now. Only the now never stays the same. So, even though we were just each doing something different at exactly the same time, we are now both doing something else. Each of us in our own separate spaces, existing and interacting with space and time at the exact same moment. Influencing our environments in sometimes significant and other times insignificant ways.

Now, this all feeds into a recurring thought of mine. A belief that there is not only one world. In fact, as many people as there are in this world, that is how many worlds there are as well. There is my world which is not the same as your world which is not the same as anyone else's world. If there are six billion, three hundred seventy-five million, four hundred twenty-nine thousand, two hundred forty-three people in the world, then there are also six billion, three hundred seventy-five million, four hundred twenty-nine thousand, two hundred forty-three different and distinct worlds.

Even with all those different worlds, however, we are all completely alone at the same exact time that we are all together. Existing in our solitary spaces, manipulating the props around us. Affecting the Universe in our tiny little way. Spinning around in our orbits. Sometimes in bigger circles. Sometimes in smaller circles. Sometimes even in overlapping circles, but always in circles. Always chasing our tails. Always trying to get ahead of ourselves. Always trying to be the first in line. Always trying to get the last doughnut. Always feeling empty. Always feeling alone.

Always existing and, sometimes, even contemplating why?

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Disappear...

Ever notice how people sometimes just disappear?

I do.

I often wonder why they went away? I wonder where did they go? I wonder if they're ever coming back? I wonder if they're doing okay? I wonder if they need anything? I wonder if they hate me? I wonder if they hate someone else? I wonder if it was something I said, but I realize that it was more likely someone I said. Someone that I brought into your world. Someone not so pleasing to you. Someone not so pleasing to me. Someone else. Someone.

Gone Daddy Gone!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Slow Train Coming

It's time to say something. If for no other reason, than to occupy the nothingness.

It's cold and windy. 25.7 degrees Fahrenheit.

I miss the summer. I miss warm days. I miss hiking. I miss bike riding. I especially miss riding roller coasters.

I want my summer sunshine back!

Sunshine!