Silent Conversation

She opened her eyes this morning, confused about where she had just been. Her brain is still in a frenzy of action; her neurons firing like a madman on a shooting spree. It is dark outside, but an Aurora Borealis is occurring from within. Her mind is in its own universe, a planet she only partially understands.

She talks and writes to you inside that mind. A one sided conversation with endless hopes for your response. She fills in the blanks, with different answers every time, exasperating the possibilities of where the conversation may go.

She can control her next dream if she tries. I wonder if you can feel her think on you.

Algebraic Vision

In the middle of the retina, where the optic nerve connects to the eye, we have a blind spot where there are no photoreceptors. When we look at the world around us we are totally unaware that there are gaping holes in our vision. We fill in the unknowns, based on the "knowns". We see the world, based on an equation. I've never been all that great at Math....fuck.

Mental Locomotion

Costa Mesa, Santa Monica, Santa Barbara, LA….I think; what a fabulous place to live. But, it isn’t necessarily where you are in this life, but who you are sharing it with. And this really makes me think…

Some people analyze and analyze and then analyze some more. I am one of them. But sometimes, I switch it off and follow only my heart. I hear the gears of my mind come to a grinding halt, like a piece of industrial machinery. Another noise ensues, that drumming noise inside my head again, rising from my chest.

We cannot know another’s heart, and this is why we question our own at times. No matter what ours may say, if the other person doesn’t share theirs, then there is nothing. Who would ever settle for nothing?

I hear my train in the distance again. Where is it going without me? And why do I want to be on board so badly.

The mystery of the unknown can be so enticing. To others it can be so scary.

When you look down the path on which you stand, what do you see? Who do you see?

The sound of the train always soothes me when I am falling asleep. Sometimes dreaming has to be good enough.