my dripping brain

This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking. It's really no big deal.

Friday, April 25, 2025

A Complete Unknown

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I thought the movie A COMPLETE UNKNOWN captured the vibe of the era pretty convincingly. Especially the moody dives and night streets of Gre...
Saturday, March 29, 2025

Impression

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This morning bird racket in my spring pine trees, like a stream of rapids sounding raucously. A sunlit panic of ecstasy, wonder, and mystery...
Tuesday, October 1, 2024

“Autumn”

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A poem I wrote a number of years ago, as read by Heather Primrose.  
Tuesday, July 9, 2024

“Mortal Grin” lyrics

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 A song I wrote 16 years ago: Mortal Grin The night is speaking in strange tongues, and the heat hangs like a dead lung. Surreal thoughts le...
Saturday, June 22, 2024

Agafia where frost and birches

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~ inspired by the life of Agafia Lykova Gone to God now they are. Bones will follow someday. Rattling through moonlight. Up to the angel sta...
Saturday, June 1, 2024

Because we exist…

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...certain thinkers try to think into the abstract structures of the situation -- of the ontological everydayness. They apparently think it ...
Thursday, April 25, 2024

I looked up…

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…the dictionary definition of “Alito”: a smarmy, condescending, theocratic asshat. 
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