Tag Archives: musing

Golgotha Revisited

Let’s imagine it like this: The man on the cross is not Jesus. The man crucified was a stand-in. A strategic measure. Part of a grand design and plan coordinated by the Twelve Apostles and Jesus. It was an inside … Continue reading →

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Pop Quiz

It was not enough, never enough. The ghosts were bottomless in their hunger, and legion. This sense of not-enough had plagued and subliminally influenced me for as long as I can remember. Not-enough was the ultimate mindfuck and midwife because … Continue reading →

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Airway

Not-enough crawled out of me, an avatar wearing night-goggles caked in frost. It was an amateur when it came to daylight. Not-enough spends most of its life in nocturne, embedded crablike in a grotto: unseen, unheard. Which is why I … Continue reading →

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Mission Impossible

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The Dreaming You Save May Be Your Own

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Rabbits

A fleeting pattern compounded by space-time into a deniable entity. Why a deniable entity? Are some entities inadmissible? What qualifies them as inadmissible? Are they deniable because, at the core, there is nothing definite about them, nothing set in stone? … Continue reading →

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Ritual de lo Habitual

I had a decision to make. The world was ending, again. It had ended several times before. To be more accurate: many worlds had ended many times. Anyway, on one hand, there was the imminent end of the world, a … Continue reading →

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Flight Patterns

A flight of stairs, a flight of birds, a flight of fancy … fly into a bar and the barkeep asks—Which one of you is the fastest? No one answered. They were, in essence, conceptual. Conceptual kin. Three different ways … Continue reading →

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Vertical

One of those lighted windows would change his life forever— It was matter of calculated ascent, and guessing right for once.

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Focal Points

Deep focus in film, as in the depth of a shot, creating dimensional layers. What about deep focus when one points the camera towards the interior? Not just the surface level of interest or engagement, or the foreground, but a … Continue reading →

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