Arrogance and Entitlement: That Guy with Biceps the Size of Cantaloupes is the Same as Me

That body builder at Golds Gym with biceps the size of cantaloupes- that’s me.  Me, as an aggregate of all the things I do.  No one views me in that way.  I will never receive the reverential treatment that cantaloupe man does; this is because I have little to nothing to show for.  Nothing toContinue reading “Arrogance and Entitlement: That Guy with Biceps the Size of Cantaloupes is the Same as Me”

Scared and Sad 167 pound Man Singing the Blues

Beat down like a pitiful dog. In retrospect I wasn’t as lonely when I stayed home alone, read, wrote, and played guitar. I go out and socialize with the less precarious and confident selves. They seem genuine, even when talking about The Game. For me it feels pretentious to say hi how are you. DancingContinue reading “Scared and Sad 167 pound Man Singing the Blues”

Ron and a Hospice Chaplain

Life was straight forward to him.  If he knew what a paradigm was, his life would be marked by pleasure.  His hedonism wasn’t the least bit glorious; there were no jaunts, no benders, no adventures.  The life of Ron was a long-drawn-out ride.  Today, like any, he ordered pizza for delivery.  Despite his unstructured day,Continue reading “Ron and a Hospice Chaplain”

To All Writers

I think I’m done writing. The truth is starting to unveil itself to me: it’s a clever sham that has me believing that I’m doing something. I am doing nothing. I am an indolent-inertia mass of shit. The effort it takes, is at best moderate. The courage it takes is none. It is a frivolityContinue reading “To All Writers”

An Anthology of Two

Woman in a Man’s Body Muscles, pumps, scrutinizing one’s body in the mirror.  All are signs of being a pussy.  What is the being of a pussy ontologically?  Having a pussy and valuing it.  To be gifted something, and to be that which is gifted to you, is the epitome of being.  Well, muscles aren’tContinue reading “An Anthology of Two”

Ignorant to Ignorance

It’s night. A little while ago I was in the restroom, and thought I heard a noise; my instinct was someone or something was there. The artificially created world took control of my brain and contradicted my instincts. It’s the wind, the AC, the washer, something that is easily discernable. Anything, like say, something undetectableContinue reading “Ignorant to Ignorance”

Kieslowski and FRIENDS

These words are the result of binge watching The OA for the second time.  Can you believe this clever movie with a phenomenal plot got canceled?  Thanks Netflix.  The most watched films on Netflix are Atypical, Pineapple Express, and Grey’s Anatomy; I’m not surprised with Netflix’s decision.  These words are simply yin and yang.  AContinue reading “Kieslowski and FRIENDS”

Eudaimonia and Shit

In limbo. Do I adapt and overcome? You know: get my lab work done, so a physical trainer can scrutinize my body to the point where he’s telling me that my enzyme level is blah blah, and that I’m predisposed to so and so gene, which would subsequently result in a rigorous regiment. Or doContinue reading “Eudaimonia and Shit”