there’s this dream, then I’m awake.
Posted in Basic Ideology on Jul 28th, 2009
The tracks always come back. Rumi. Shams. Wine and Dance and God. Was there ever really anything else? Since I first discovered Sufism as an adolescent, the dervish spin never left me. The idea that one can get so close, become so consumed in the flame, and love every moment of it. I lost that [...]
Posted in Fragments on Jun 24th, 2009
Richard Matheson wrote What Dreams May Come in 1978, as a love story to his wife. It pops up every so often in my life, and reminds me of the things that I love, and gives me hope. I may disappear from time to time, but it is within my nature to run. Run to [...]
Posted in fiction, The Cost of Magic on Feb 24th, 2009
I see. You are tired. Tired of your delusional life and your ‘doctor’s’ pineal poisons. This is admirable. To hold ones own memories as only the Aesir can.
Posted in off-topic on Feb 14th, 2009
Today being the wonderful and dreadful February the 14th, made me tihnk I should talk about Saint Valentine a little. The Saint Valentine that we celebrate this day for is, oddly enough, unremarkable. Almost nothing is known of the man, other than his burial place. There were, however, literally dozens of “Saint Valentines.” The name [...]
Posted in fiction, The Cost of Magic on Feb 11th, 2009
If you’ve been following along, you have probably noticed that the main characters of the story are riddled with drug and alcohol abuse issues. Well, here’s a little attempt at explanation. As a child, I loved the ideas of magic, especially alchemy. When I was 3 or 4 years old, I would make “potions” in [...]
Posted in fiction, The Cost of Magic on Feb 2nd, 2009
“Minus… He doesn’t think. He just moves. Do you know how he can always make things work with so little thought?”
Posted in fiction, The Cost of Magic on Jan 13th, 2009
This is the twelfth section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first six, you might want to start here. Jane Takes Matters —- Jane awoke to find Minus sound asleep. There was a note on the table beside the sofa bed. It read: “Jane. I spoke with my uncle not long ago. I [...]
Posted in fiction, The Cost of Magic on Jan 8th, 2009
Minus awoke the next morning, his head completely clear. A solid direction for the first time, in a long time, made him a little giddy. It was not something that you often saw in Minus. He was ready for the day, and all of the bullshit that would come with it.
Posted in fiction, The Cost of Magic on Jan 7th, 2009
This is the ninth section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first six, you might want to start here. In Which the Good Doctor Learns —- And with that, they both opened their eyes on Minus’ converted basement. They agreed that a nap was necessary to replenish their energies before further work. They [...]
Posted in update on Dec 25th, 2008
Just wanted to take a minute to wish everyone a Happy Holiday season. No matter what you are celebrating this winter, let’s try to put some thought into brotherly love. As always, I suggest that you volunteer at your local food bank, or Salvation Army. They always need the help this time of year. If [...]
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