Bridging a Gap Bridging A Gap There is nothing between us The gap grows to a chasm We are both alone on opposite sides Look Down.
To BelieveTo believe in something is to honour it Like friends and peace and sunsets. Each alone means little but mixed with life form the basis of what we call reality. Some people believe in different things than those (mentioned above). That doesn't mean they are wrong -only have a different reality. I believe in an individual who has his own reality and wants so much to share it but doesn't know how. The individual is me, the friend
The Human Experience 2I once referred to a creative writing group as a bunch of self-absorbed ego-stroking fools. I meant every word of it. Let me explain:Not all people can take criticism well and many cannot take it at all. Whether we are talking about their writing, their work, their fashion sense, or decisions they make in their love lives, having people say that a choice is wrong or ill conceived is usually taken badly. I am not a teacher of life but also, I am considerably more than a mere student. I will start by saying that perfection does not exist. Not in any subject or in any way. In finding or creating what we perceive as perfect, we find that
You and the Arctic Your heart is like an Arctic wasteland; Cold and cruel. Your lack of emotion like frostbitten limbs; Completely void of feeling. Yet even the Arctic has its own beauty, And you; No different. People drawn to the Northern extremes; And I to you. For no apparent reason, except to survive A merciless encounter. There is something about that cold, Arctic land, And yourself, that keeps the fire inside --ablaze. And I, like o
Vow renewalsKevin:In recognition of their 20th wedding anniversary, Christine and Rob have chosen to renew their vows and commitment to each other. Through the years, Christine and Rob have remained a constant to their family and friends. They have been supportive to each other and to everyone around them. They have hosted events not only for themselves, but for many of us. Today, they gather us together to share this celebration. Today, we celebrate them; to recognize the past 20 years and to wish them well for the coming years together.Rob:Christine, On October 14, 1989, I co
On LoveEver been in love? Ever been so madly in love that nothing else in the world matters? Ever felt like dying when that love was taken away from you?Oddly enough, I am one of the last people who would want to reduce love to some simple chemical imbalance in the brain. I feel no conflict with reducing depression or anxiety to chemical imbalances, even knowing that love is a major cause of both. Love is so very different from every other emotion we have.Thousands of years have seen philosophers, poets and dreamers try to describe or explain love. They can make you cry or laugh with their many and varied attempts, but how well do they do? reall
My PhilosophyLife is a road down which we all walk.Those with whom we choose to walk that road are the people we call our friends. Along our journeys, new friends join us and old friends wander off or fade out of our little circles. Sometimes we fail to notice the leave taking of those who've faded away, and sometimes it hurts like hell to watch a friend walk away from our little circles, especially if that friend is walking very quickly out from the inner circle of our closest and dearest friends. But such is life, and we eventually realise that these departures are not the end of the world, although sometimes it may feel as though the Earth itself has
Writing rant"Oh, for a muse of fire” -William Shakespeare, Henry V. Prologue.There's a story I started working on a number of years ago. I planned it to be my third novel, mostly because the first one I had started writing was meant to be two volumes. Then apathy set in.. It has been a decade of wallowing in the muse of apathy and I have been trying to find ways to get out of the slump. Oddly enough, this third novel has been haunting my dreams for many nights now, trying to force me to write something down. This rant is supposed toforce me to write about stuff, maybe break my mental block. So here are some thoughts on writing and I suppose mos
The Human Experience 1I have been hearing from a lot of people lately about feeling lonely and unloved, about being unsure of relationships and of their own futures. Fear and uncertainly are part of our growing experience and those experiences define who we are and how we relate to those around us. “They” have told us that humans are social creatures, that it is in our nature to congregate into groups and to create societies. Yet in these societies we alienate each other; become violent; try to shove a predefined “normality” onto others; and enforce our own personal sense of moral superiority, granted to us by religious doctrines, onto all t
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