I’M BACK
Training. Working Out.
Doing something more than nothing.
Sweating, again, and doesn’t it feel good?
At a local gym.
The Brodeo.
Pronounced: broυ’dei.oυ
Training. Working Out.
Doing something more than nothing.
Sweating, again, and doesn’t it feel good?
At a local gym.
The Brodeo.
Pronounced: broυ’dei.oυ
I Got To Thinking About Happy.
Not the Gluten-Free, Ketogenic diversion we could truly care less about.
We Love Our Happy simple, comforting and content by familiarity. Continue reading “Rocked My World To A Happy Place”
Just Like That, Huh …
Everything you do is done.
Finito. Non Più.
All you’ve accomplished.
No more.
Who?
The dude over there.
Where?
“Grinning … in My mirror. Wearing … My new shoes. Eating … My breakfast oats.”
Silly Bastard. Continue reading “Ode To Self”
I’ve Ever Given Myself …
With a modest caveat.
Yes, there is a fateful conclusion – mortality – we must all answer.
In the interim of Life, we needn’t sell our Soul – or anything else – to darkness for one fatal leap into the mystical Fountain of Youth.
Or, oblige temptation of false Ego as an enabler to vanity. Continue reading “Never Grow Old”
I’m Doing Three … Taking A Long Five Count.
Just because.
And, I’ve never done it before.
First timer for Big Self Love. Continue reading “Slow Clap For Self Love”
The Circumstances Of My Stupidity Couldn’t Have Been Any Different.
Or similar.
It happened twice.
Neither time was fun and the outcome the same. Continue reading “A Prelude To Fate Revisited”
We Just Going To ‘Chill It All The Way Back’ … And Enjoy The Glorious View From Our Lofty Perch Atop The Shrine Of Contentment On Delusion Mountain?
Are we satisfied in doing our insignificant part – the essential minimum to ease our guilty conscience – knowing we can and should do more?
Doesn’t sound like us, does it? Continue reading “What If The World Was A Better Place”