criteria anyone?
Chasing the Illusion of the Past- Malleable Memories of Greatness. Holding it in Your Hand as it Slips Away in the Soap and Water, Dripping Down the Drain. Stunned. Gone. Disoriented and Dried on a Wash Cloth. Fleeting, All a Grand Delusion.
Even a wooden ship, trapped in an Arctic ice sheet, still slowly floats to an unknown destination. BUT, time spent in this creeping drift gives the Captain an opportunity to plot his location AND THAT is something to stay POSITIVE. Even when the craft cracks and leaks gives us all (our crew) the FOCUS to plug the holes from ice water. BETTER THAN BOREDOM, INDEED! All this is the likeness of humanity’s current situation. We will live to struggle -staying busy in […]
The virus has not damaged humanity to an extreme. At least, we are not gnawing on each other’s flesh and bone marrow for nutrients. We are not so hungry as to eat each other, (YET!)
WHEN YOU ARE HAVING PROBLEMS IN LIFE, REALIZE THAT YOU HAVE LIFE, AND THAT IS SOMETHING TO CELEBRATE!
Nine years ago, a group of Civic-Minded Extra-Terrestrials warned me of the upcoming Pandemic. Since that time, I have prepared for the inevitable. Knowing that the Virus would drive some folks to Madness- like my Neighbor Woman who crossed that precipice and began barking like a dog or something more akin to a jackal- I began the endeavor of CREATING MY BOMB SHELTER, for quarantine. Every night under the cover of darkness, WITH MY TRUSTY SPOON, I dug the Earth, ONE SMALL […]
What could have been? On the road, town to town, some strange rv.. Dunkin’ Donuts, Chain Smokin’, Coffee Free Refills. 5th Act Re-Write. Pine Cone Tree Smell in the Car, freezing cold.. John Lennon Glasses, a Wry Smile, Another Nail in the Coffin. Man, I gotta get out of this nowhere town… MAN. The river stinks. The mill pumps wood pulp into it. Misfits with New Monikers. You just wanted to be loved. I used to fill the void. Just what coulda […]
Artist- Ted Giffin - Musician 