The Holy Land – The gods bleed children’s tears, the bombs fall like raining fears. A mother shrieks her nightmare flame as the blinded world looks for someone to blame. The gray smoke gentley settles to the streets down below…
Category: Thoughts Out Of Season
Kill one another blues
The Arabs are killing the Jews, and the Jews are killing the Arabs. The Bears are killing the Saints, and the Cubs destroyed the Cardinals. The drug fiends killed their mothers’ hope, and the fellas spiked the crackers’ dope. The…
No fight left
No fight left in him anymore… I came across an old raven while out walking my dogs. He was surely old, with ruffled and ragged feathers that matched his time-worn black beak. It just didn’t seem as if he wanted…
Book bans and long-lasting erections
The topic of book bans is in the latest news cycle. My mom would try and hide the books I was reading when I was a kid. I loved Henry Miller’s Tropic of Cancer, but the real thrill was his…
The Silence of Sunrise
There is an infinity of sound located within the silence of Sunrise. I can still hear the first breath of ancient man echoing across the golden horizon. On that first sacred Dawn so long ago, mankind awoke from his animal…
Free pass to be an ass! You don’t have to do anything but “believe.”
Christianity provides safe harbor for all sorts of moral mischief. You don’t really need to work on yourself, you just need to believ!
Time is melting
Watching all these icons of music passing away is like watching time melting right in front of you. You feel it sucking you in, and their deaths somehow become haunting reminders of our own.
I didn’t like my mother…
It was a blessing to have the grandmother I had. She showed me the true meaning of unconditional love. My parents paid lip service to the concept, but my grandmother lived it. I will love you always, grandma Marino.