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The Highway

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The roads were slick with rain and it was dark, the highway mostly empty. I was alone with my mind, which is always quite active when I am driving alone. I was listening to Lullaby, Op. 57, No. 2 by Cyril Scott through my airpods when a thought crept into my mind.

Life is a highway, and we are all on a road trip.

I mean, life is almost an endless drive right? I mean, we have those points when we are in the fast lane. Racing past the others, perhaps in our youth. Those busy and exciting times when the the music is pounding through the speakers. The carefree moments or the consistently laborious points in life when we are going so quickly, trying to be conscious not to crash. Sometimes, one can not be careful enough.

And then you have those in the middle, the track between the fast and the slowest. The ones who have to be the most careful to stay on their lane. The driver is a bit slower because they are not sure of the direction they are taking. Passing the cars in front of them to achieve their trek to their destination or to go into the slowest lane and make an exit are the options that lay before them. This is not an easy decision though, and the stress this can cause can cause one to waver a bit.

And then there is the slowest lane. You’ll find many different people in this lane. The ones who need to make a stop for a gas refill or a rest stop. There are the ones who just want to cruise without the pressures the other two lanes hold. There are the ones who’s cars broke down on the side of the road and are on the shoulder, waiting for roadside assistance to come to their aid. And then the ones who’ve had enough of all the driving and take an exit for their last time.

We are all on the long drive, front the moment our foot touch the pedal. And with this time, the best we can do is enjoy the ride the best way we can.

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Holy

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In this world, I cannot fathom

anything possibly more pure than this feeling

by slight touches and soft utterings inspired

my breath escaping at the sight of your eyes alone

how can there be something so righteous

more sacred than what we share

when just your smile is my joy and strength

and your name a word I escribe with care

I cannot imagine there is something greater

for in this world, I can only say our love is holy

4/30/2021

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An Undefinable Thing

Hazy Day Photograph by Glenn Baja

do know of this thing

that you cannot quite grasp

or describe it with a word

this thing, a sort of confusion

and a kind of resolution

I can see it everywhere

but can everyone else

is it the order or the chaos

the binding or the separation

I cannot say

only that I feel it

and I notice the haziness of it

the weight and depth

whispers through and inside me

calling me to action

sometimes I ignore it

but no one can hide from it

for it is calling and comes

for us all

4/17/2021

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Where have I been?

Hi guys.

I haven’t posted for a few months, and I wanted to let everyone know I am still alive. 😀

I have had an extremely busy few months with moving, starting a new job on top of the others, and dealing with a loss in the family. Unfortunately, writing had to take a back burner.

However, I anticipate that things are going to start to slow down soon. I expect to post more reviews and writing in the near future. I am so thankful for all of you sticking with me.

Stay well!

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Indefinite: A Poem

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when the sun fell it was not a comfort

for the sunset showed how all things end

despite all the desperate attempts of control

it is impossible to stop the end that is coming

yet, as the sun abandons one corner of the world

then it rises again into the sky of a distant part

washing the darkness of the world with light

a display that ends, perhaps, are momentary

4/1/2021