Tag: Growth

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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No-Nut Level: God Mode Activated

This has been a fruitful season of my life. Full of growth: I’ve learned to be truly alone and emotionally independent. I’ve overcome fear, worry, self-doubt I’ve come to agree full-stop with John Mayer, that “Drinking is a fucking con.” I’ve finally quit my on-again, off-again relationship with organic American Spirits (‘But they’re organic!’). I’ve…

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TBD

A person asks who they are, Who might they become… And years are lost this way, Spent in abstact thought rather than concrete action … To declare ourselves As hero and author of our story, In deed rather than word, Is to know we are not who we think we are But what we are,…

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Data Dump: The Time is Now

I come here to do ‘word-processing’, to let my thoughts congeal into coherence – whereafter, I will feel I have achieved something important (For I will have); where I once journaled in lengthy prose, my notebooks these days are filled with jottings – mostly single ideas of varying yet significant importance. That said, the important…

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The Beauty Forgotten

Thirty one trips around the sun, always changing, always growing; I enjoy Pearl Jam, I watch Rugrats again (The latter as musical as the former). What’s more, I have reclaimed some of the beauty forgotten, the long-lost treasures buried in the epoch of my youth. For I received a box of childhood memories from my sister this…

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Catching Up with Wolf Waldo

I’ve had Black Sabbath’s Going Through Changes in my head lately, and, besides being a beautiful song, it really encapsulates my feelings lately, having recently been through so many big changes myself.  It was John Mayer who said something in a radio interview once about how, ‘a human being only goes through true quantum change,…

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The Redeemer

I feel anxious for the future tonight, as if I ought to be working on a story or my business; yet, it’s late Saturday night and I’ll be working tomorrow – besides, Kitty and I stopped by the dispensary earlier and we are laying in bed watching Radical Something videos (“One Soul”). To add to…

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 Casting Spells

Thinking about the future; using goals as gamification (reward): asking myself exactly what it is I want out of life.  My artistic goals are set in stone; however, I am a renaissance man: thus the breadth of my interests and desires begs more than artistic success.  And regardless of my writing goals, it would be senseless…

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Get Thee Up

“I wake up every morning and check if I am in a state of grace,” a 31 year-old Leonard Cohen told an interviewer in 1965. Every morning of your life, you choose whether your soul is in a state of grace or not. Now, whether or not this is a conscious choice is up to…

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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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Notes Before 31

I begin my thirty-first trip around the sun in seven days. Trip being the key word. Life is indeed – if you open to it – it’s a great trip. Fantastic, magical. Never thought I would grow into something different than I was at twenty-two. I was so naive back then. But that’s how naivete…

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Only Yesterday

The sun will rise tomorrow, As straight as the crow flies; Daylight will come. And it will be a good day for some, And for others: one dark and tired But I promise you this: They’ve already decided – For whether they know it or not: Their day is upon them. But – Shall they…

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A Sweeter Sin: Wilder Dreams

Returning to writing after spending the past few weeks living my life – in many ways as I never before have – feels faintly like an act of infedility against the one I love, whom I have been busy living with; however, this is no act of indescretion; this is what I do. I write.  Only,…

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