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Dear ——-, It breaks my heart to see that you get so angry over such little things, when they are those very little things which are sometimes the last shreds of rope that keep me holding fast to my own life.  That’s part of what made me come back here, did you know?  I grappled […]

Wayfaring Stranger My take on an old American ballad sung by everyone from Johnny Cash to Anonymous 4 to Emmylou Harris to Natalie Merchant.  The drones are my own.

Again, from about a month ago, re: TFTS (Texts From The Subconscious): But what a strange day for thoughts; see, waking up from some really come-to-Jesus monumental morning dreams, followed by almost- but not-quite-lucid dreams makes one almost obligated to get rid of excess mental verbiage. Dreams where you literally have business to attend to […]

From a little over a month ago: I got people underneath my bed, I got a place where all my dreams are dead. There are few things better than good scotch to relieve the pressure of dead dreams, lost loves, unrealized plans, talent trapped in latency.   Sometimes for brief moments it seems permissible to believe […]

Men may seem detestable as joint stock-companies and nations; knaves, fools, and murderers there may be; men may have mean and meagre faces; but, man, in the ideal, is so noble and so sparkling, such a grand and glowing creature, that over any ignominious blemish in him all his fellows should run to throw their […]

let your ears do the talking for this one.