I went to Boulder Arts Outdoors, a relatively recent summer festival in Boulder, Colorado. It started last year during the pandemic, and attendees had to watch from their cars. This year it was at the Bandshell in Boulder, making for a better viewing experience. There were six Thursday performances; I was only able to make…
My new normal is I’m broken Once upon a time I could have been fixed But now I sit alone, my thoughts unspoken At the emptiness before me, I stare transfixed Nothing remains to keep me going No hope, no goal, no one No guiding light that keeps on glowing Up above there is no…
Like two waves out of phase We annihilate each other. Each destroying the dreams Of the other, Validating our deepest fears. We tremble at the prospect At facing life alone. One chooses denial. The other distraction.
In my post, Rhythm of Madness, I talked about how It all cancels out has been my catchphrase much of my life, how all the contradictions of life make no sense and in summation amount to nothing. There isn’t meaning to be found in life. Little did I know that this thought is definitely not…
