I’ve been getting a bit of mail lately expressing concern over my lack of posts … my hunkered-down state of silence. For the caring concern, I am more than grateful; in fact, I consider each reaching out a lifeline.
For any who actually wish access to the machinations in my head, here are some recent thoughts as scribbled on my scribble pads:
I sail my thoughts
into the sea
toward tempest-tossed,
moon-driven,
wind-inspired
indifferent waves.It throws them back.
Like Tatooine
my world
knows two sons
Revolves around both
One has set
The other has yet to fully rise
But so same they are
So brilliant
I see so many taking life in small bites completely unaware of the feast before them.
Insignificant sexual encounters, ego-bolstering events, some fleeting gratification of one sort or another.
Too often they never even bother to chew — just swallow whole, missing even the flavor of the moment.
Like digital photography there is no development process, just a click and a smile and an unjustified sense of accomplishment.
A collection of my short stories:
I'm in this one, too ...
And I'm in here, as well ...
Paradise Preoccupied 
I was happy sitting in a warm cave by the water touching my balls. If it wasn’t for women like you I’d be up a tree touching my balls. I think you’re great. You provide gente like me interesting things to read. I x
You crack me up, Ian!
Nice…….I to have been occupied to other things to even read these days. None quite as important as yours but more of the fleeting kind, Brother Suns are beautiful but not forget Sister Moon.
My daughters are every bit as precious …
*scratches head*
Big words
Not understand.
Need meat.
I was just thinking about you, Brian. Have a burger …
Of course I knew that…….just wanted you to know that the words were not lost on me and I thought they were beautiful in deed perhaps one of my favorite things you have written……
Thanks, Luv …
beautiful…
🙂
Given I’m bemoaning my lack of reading your posts, I am almost relieved, if you known what I mean, to find you have been quiet. I don’t feel so guilty, for I think of you often but am SO time poor lately with writing our book and raising 4 kids and working and……. you get the picture, I am sure.
I hope all is well with you and that you do pick up writing on here again when you are ready. You are one of the first people I read when I arrived and I always love your perspective.
Okay, enough, we need a new blog!
I have nothing to say.