- A fire breathing turtle
- A short-nosed alligator
- A bell-shaped UFO
- A disc, massive and dark, with nipples
- Oogie Boogie from The Nightmare Before Christmas
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// Friday, August 31, 2012
The Clouds I Saw Today...
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A Prayer, of Sorts
As I prepare for my final decline,
I already know which way the wind will blow,
So I bow my head in quiet resolve,
and ask the Lord for a final nod.
What melancholy feels like, and thinking about an elsewhere, an elsewhen, and an elsewho.
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I already know which way the wind will blow,
So I bow my head in quiet resolve,
and ask the Lord for a final nod.
About
What melancholy feels like, and thinking about an elsewhere, an elsewhen, and an elsewho.
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Tendrils 15: Musings and Odd Angles
Sin is a house of cards.
Conscience is a wrecking ball.
What is a nightmare?
A subconscious scream in search of a voice.
Destiny is a haunted dream that repeats itself with the same ghosts, though the settings and the scenes are never the same.
Q: What is grey, grouchy, and a force to be reckoned with?
A: A constipated rhino!
Just because there isn't a cross around my neck doesn't mean there isn't one in my heart.
No turning point ever comes without a price—and a battle with a mirror.
Impulse is like a lightning bolt — it arrives without warning, leaves a permanent mark, and disappears without a trace before you realize that it's not wise to be outside when a storm is overhead.
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Conscience is a wrecking ball.
What is a nightmare?
A subconscious scream in search of a voice.
Destiny is a haunted dream that repeats itself with the same ghosts, though the settings and the scenes are never the same.
Q: What is grey, grouchy, and a force to be reckoned with?
A: A constipated rhino!
Just because there isn't a cross around my neck doesn't mean there isn't one in my heart.
No turning point ever comes without a price—and a battle with a mirror.
Impulse is like a lightning bolt — it arrives without warning, leaves a permanent mark, and disappears without a trace before you realize that it's not wise to be outside when a storm is overhead.
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// Saturday, August 18, 2012
Today''s Tendril...
| Don't be a lighthouse in search of a ship. |
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// Sunday, August 05, 2012
A Bedtime Lesson
A bedtime lesson, already in progress...
"What do you see, my son?"
"All the world, father."
"And?"
"Dreams."
"Very good, my child. Very good."
With that, the page was turned, father and son eager to see how the story ends.
Dedicated to my wife, children, and Notebook Brother.
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"What do you see, my son?"
"All the world, father."
"And?"
"Dreams."
"Very good, my child. Very good."
With that, the page was turned, father and son eager to see how the story ends.
Dedicated to my wife, children, and Notebook Brother.
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This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.
Today's Tendril...
| Don't be an itch in search of a scratch. |
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// Saturday, August 04, 2012
Give It Some Thought
In a backyard somewhere and somewhen, a question has been posed and a reply about to be given...
"You want to know my purpose? Well, my purpose, if it ever were clear, escapes me now, here in your web," said the fly to the spider.
"Come, come, now. Something must come to mind, given the gravity of your situation," replied the spider, gently plucking the gossamers, like an angel playing a harp.
"Nope. Nothing. I got nothing," said the fly.
"Really," said the spider in utter disbelief. "Not a single thing?"
"Nada," said the fly, a slight shrug delivered with the word.
The spider heaved a heavy sigh, deeply disappointed with the little fly.
No depth, thought the spider. No understanding. Not a light bulb to be seen.
"You know what," said the spider. "I've lost my appetite."
With that the spider did an about-face and left.
As soon as the spider was out of sight, a sparrow swooped down and ate the fly.
The End
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"You want to know my purpose? Well, my purpose, if it ever were clear, escapes me now, here in your web," said the fly to the spider.
"Come, come, now. Something must come to mind, given the gravity of your situation," replied the spider, gently plucking the gossamers, like an angel playing a harp.
"Nope. Nothing. I got nothing," said the fly.
"Really," said the spider in utter disbelief. "Not a single thing?"
"Nada," said the fly, a slight shrug delivered with the word.
The spider heaved a heavy sigh, deeply disappointed with the little fly.
No depth, thought the spider. No understanding. Not a light bulb to be seen.
"You know what," said the spider. "I've lost my appetite."
With that the spider did an about-face and left.
As soon as the spider was out of sight, a sparrow swooped down and ate the fly.
The End
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This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.
// Thursday, August 02, 2012
Metal Day 11.11.11
About
Thinking about "Metal Day 11.11.11" in the weeks following the event inspired this piece. In particular, I wanted to do something based on a popular Metal emoticon, "\m/\m/".
Metal Day helped raise awareness to Metal music as an art form (and it is an art form), a discipline, and a deep expression of the self.
Soundtrack
If this image had a soundtrack, then it would come from Iced Earth, Devin Townsend, Dream Theater, Pantera, Metallica (pre Load), Megadeth, Crimson Glory, Jason Becker, Marty Friedman, Dragonforce, Gamma Ray, Helloween, Kamelot, Nevermore, Symphony X, Yngwie J. Malmsteen, Primal Fear, Demon Hunter, Fates Warning, John Arch, Arch/Matheos Queensryche, Tony MacAlpine, Stryper, Amaranthe, Klay Scott's Metal moments, Jeff Loomis, Charred Walls of the Damned, Judas Priest, Halford, David T. Chastain, Chastain (band), Living Sacrifice, Deliverance (Jimmy P. Brown II), Testament, Ozzy, Rainbow, Dio, Vicious Rumors, Apocrypha, Soilwork, Perfect Symmetry, Savatage, TNT, Iron Maiden, Into Eternity, Fifth Angel, Toxik (Think This), Anthrax, and many more, past and present.
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Today's Tendril...
| If you spend more time attempting and trying than completing, then you've hit a wall. |
About
A sticky note to the self.
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