Eulogy for Woody Lee

Chapter One: The Great Gig in the Sky December 24th, 2012 London, UK 1. The greatest rock guitarist this undeserving world ever knew is dead. He died three days ago. Doomsday. The whole world was supposed to end. For Woody Lee, it did.

Every horror story has victims and monsters.

Some great mind conceived, in times self-obsessed upon creative genius, the horrid comedy unfolding moment by moment around us. We all, from the chattering masses of giggling girls adorned with glittered cosmetics, cosmo-politan branded attire, handbags and clutches, and fingernails; to the brash and brazen boys with wooden smiles, and plastic, remote controlled personalities; we allContinue reading “Every horror story has victims and monsters.”

A New Understanding of Trauma

Trauma. The word lands heavy, evoking thoughts of a fragile mind subjected to extreme instances of devastation, violence, brutality, and depravity. Googling the word itself yields this definition: “A deeply distressing or disturbing experience.” It goes on to offer a tangible example in a sentence: “A personal trauma, like the death of a child.”

Celestial Sisters

The Pacific Ocean is akin to the face of the moon by both its size, unfathomable, for a mind such as mine to properly compute, and likewise, its effect of uniting men and women for eons. Through the history of humankind in all its bloodshed, and orgasms, and soft drinks, and me, the moon hasContinue reading “Celestial Sisters”

Today, the Sun is Mine

This heat, this glow, it blasts through the glass upon my skin, and for a moment I’m enriched by it the way a plant would, but soon I realize the sun only exists because I willed it to and so the heat and the light is mine and I am to blame for it andContinue reading “Today, the Sun is Mine”

Considering a Perfect World

All right. You got me. I’m no political scientist. I’m not a law student, or some government employee. I’m just another human being. A private citizen. As such, I have what you may call “common sense.” We all have this. We all use it. And sometimes, when you look at the world around you withContinue reading “Considering a Perfect World”

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