Tag: growing up

Musing on Life Through Jack London’s ‘The Star Rover’: “The one man” and “The one woman”

I’m a fan of Jack London. He is, like Steinbeck, one of those California writers who hold a special place in my heart. I see myself like them, and their philosophies speak to me. And while Jack London is best known for adventure stories like Call of The Wild, The White Fang, and Sea Wolf,…

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What Other Myth Could I Live

Writer, Businessman, Poet, Lover, Man, All that I ever was all along, All that I feared I would never be Funny how I ever thought I wouldn’t become me Funny how the wild things, once teeming with wild dreams, Now whisper their secrets to me – What other myth could I live. In my darkest…

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Watch Me

I do not know how I am going to die, but I know I will. If thirty years of edging towards the horizon of infinity has taught me anything, it’s that figuring out life takes time. Hell, some [people] never do. I think of those who are older and quip that they “still feel twenty…

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Journal: Life is Sweet

I’m writing tonight because it’s what I do. Also, I have a duty to myself, I have a duty to write – even when I am happy – in fact, I wouldn’t even mind making a habit of it. And frankly: I am happy. And sure, life goes on: that Thai place wasn’t that great tonight,…

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What I Was

Preface: This has been an incredibly pivotal season of life for me, and I have been going through a time of radical self-realization. Tonight I took my blanket and candles to the shore for the supermoon blood lunar eclipse, and I wrote the following in reflection (Mainly) on the later part of my twenties. As…

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In Darkness, Light

It’s been a long time, A long time running in the woods Crying on tree stumps, Mourning yesterday These shadow games I’ve played Setting the stakes against myself The yields of low expectations, Leading me time and time again to the precipice of my own demise Thinking, this can’t be life I never meant to…

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Dear Society

There is a pain to growing up, a hurt inherent to not knowing how to ease the woes that accompany a given life. Woes arising from the truths we dare not face; our identity naturally in opposition to anything that threatens our core underlying beliefs about who we are. These core beliefs are typically unconscious,…

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The Rules (Live By Your Own)

I have writen these to center myself by striking bedrock on the foundations of my life at thirty. It is absolutely insane that we are not all taught to define and live by our own rules. Have inner peace. This comes from listening to and following your heart. This is the essence of loving yourself.…

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A Delightful Life

Delightful day; what more can I say; I ran, I hiked, I swam, I read, I cooked, I napped – I did everything but make love, which, in itself, is another kind of delightful day, just not the one written for today. But I conspire with fate for days like that too. I’m working on…

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Bubba Grew Up, Amen.

I’ve been working on another entry lately, spending the past few nights near the water, before bed, turning over big deep metaphors, trying to communicate the wisdom of hindsight, having made it out of the deep Dark Night of The Soul. But really, I’ve just gotta say: Amen. I breathe now to center myself. Big,…

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