A certain shift in balance
Spasming anterior neck
Combined with pectoral
Workout after avoidance
Brought perfect storm to
Occipital-cervical torsion
Grinding into compression
Agitating pain’s perception.
A certain shift in balance
Spasming anterior neck
Combined with pectoral
Workout after avoidance
Brought perfect storm to
Occipital-cervical torsion
Grinding into compression
Agitating pain’s perception.
When you learn enough about the rules,
You can figure out how to change them.
When humanity’s collective consciousness reaches the edge of what is “known,” there is a rift in the fabric of probabilities, and other temporal realities may again exert their influence.
“Kill ’em with kindness!” the creature screamed, a hideous amalgamation of ancient greek philosopher and gryphon, similar to a chimera. Massive claws extended as it soared, descending upon a Skyclass flyer craft and wrenching it from its trajectory, sending it hurtling out of control through the battle-hazed atmosphere.
My writing is my life’s blood: it must flow freely in my conscious awareness, oxygenating my inner muse and feeding nourishment by my own witnessing its imagery in order to continue inspiration’s creative replenishment.
I had two breakthroughs on my script yesterday, yet I am supposed to hold them close and not share them publicly in order to build their value.
But what glory can they receive as being mere moments captured onto paper, left sitting on a dusting shelf while waiting for their counterparts?
I am in danger of becoming dissatisfied with what I have achieved.
I must trace this feeling to the source of angst and let it speak to me.
I can reach behind my back on both sides again!

I must allow that I can not be held accountable for
Information I did not have, and thus, did not know.
Had I been granted such data, I could have responded
In a way more aligned with those persons concerned.
Many people ascribe to the belief that
To gain security means losing freedom.
Today we take out the drums again and potentially join a new creative society.
I prefer to avoid being labeled and quantified by a moment’s passing imagery.
My own experiences have
Taken from, yet given to me.
Before the most recent Raiders Of The Lost Ark came out, I had already named my script, “Archimedes And The Time Machine” back in 2016 – though it has nothing to do with the content of the Raiders movie.
This last weekend, I indulged in a day at the movies, watching Barbie, Raiders, and Mission Impossible successively – which culminated in the message from my Id prodding me that it is time to move forward on developing my screen play.
Memory can be a perilous thing:
In attempting to overcome trauma,
We tend to forgo higher functioning.
Self ownership must be my highest priority.
I have always exhibited and promoted good morality and service to others.
But now, I must claim my entirety.


Zoom in to the center to see.
How many pray for war and destruction?
How many pray for peace and prosperity?
If God created humankind to have free will
Which expects response when called upon,
Is God an independent agent or
Someone that bows to the odds?

Language is ever growing and changing according to human needs and understanding.
I have often balked against anyone determined to instruct me differently, being as history supports my theory.
I think of the term as acquiring what is more appropriate, and getting to own this for one’s self.
Some meanings just seem to fit words better when seeking their definitions’ higher ground.
I have always been a part of my body, but not always inside of my body.
It has been a default of survival’s necessity to dissociate in order to preserve capability of strategizing.
The phrase “rock bottom” comes to mind when rebuilding from what we have come through.
Ah! I have missed you, friend!
Thought I had it right to begin
But, there you go again –
Even bolder than before
Reaching for those heights while
Working upon a perfect strategy
Caught within the scheme of
A world’s utopia manifesting
Yet, I cannot blame you because
If I had you, I would also believe.
Nothing surpasses
That ripe potential
Before the full moon’s surging or
An expanding flower’s blooming
But I capture images and
Gather seeds and petals
For rebirths’ remembering.
He won’t answer
Because he can’t:
Implications generate
From simple inquiries.
Experienced only briefly
Before taken over
By the next
Pursuit
Of course I seek you,
Though safely distant
I am desirous to learn
More of my mirror self
From your actions afar
Gifting internal wealth.
Lives within me
Thriving as I thrive
Fueling passion’s drive.
To the one god
Or many gods
To one man
Or no man
Inspiration
Is the key.


Zoom in to see the lovely central mosaic.



