Every time I’ve sat down to do some journalling over the last two weeks, my plans for the summer have been top of mind. I’ve been desperately trying to figure out what I want to do with the nine weeks that lay ahead of me. The practice of looking forward with no clear idea of… Continue reading Prongs on a Fork
I lost track a while ago, but I think that I’ve been at home for ten weeks now. It might be twelve, but that depends on whether I’m off by two weeks or not. What I’m sure of is that I’ve been home for far too long.
In 2002, Journals was released. It’s a collection of Kurt Cobain’s notes, letters, lists, and drawings. It could easily be argued that his music was his liberation, his way of finding nirvana. The collection shines a light on how Cobain thought. It’s an insight into who the man was behind the curtains, not behind the… Continue reading Finding Silence One Page at a Time – 20 Months of Morning Pages
There’s so much going on in the world right now. Not just my world but the entire world. Whether I focus on issues in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, North America, or globally, there is something happening that is worth thinking about and considering. The news is full of events that are exciting, pointless, nonsensical, and tragic.… Continue reading I really can’t think of what to write about
22:11 September 20, 2018 This is the greatest tool in the world. It has the ability to start and end wars. It has the power to break hearts and bring lovers together. This, this one tool, has all of the power in the world. Without it, we’d never know of a God.
I have a hard time expressing myself. It’s true. Far too often I find myself in a pickle because I found myself dumbfounded or, more often, excessively revealing. Both extremes stem from the same source: my inability to properly measure the value of the message that I’m trying to deliver.
Last week I wrote a quick post on doing weird things and needing to be taught how to recognize and correct these errors. While putting away some papers that have been sitting on my desk for a while, I found this transcribed conversation that I had with myself about a month ago. This is probably… Continue reading In Conversation With Myself