I am not sure how old the thick glass door is, but it might be from the early eighties. I swipe the access card, and the push bar lets me free inside the apartment. Waiting on the elevator now for the second floor, and I hear chattering behind me in Hindi. I peek through a long hallway behind a wall. And at the end of the hallway, I see a group of people in decent clothing, and each holds what appears to be the holy bible...

Parallel lives in parallel worlds, dreamscapes existing within ourselves. Beginning with the achievement of consciousness and continuing as life goes on. Coming alive each sleep time. More than one landscape of surrealism to pass along as we trek down our pathways of existence. We have met in these worlds, many times. Going on as long as we go along. Because, you know, we love us so.  Have you never noticed? Do you not se...

I don’t see colors anymore. Everything is black or grey. I don’t hear music or laughter as before. There is no difference between night or day.   The air I breathe Seems heavy and thick. And now I believe It was all just a trick.   They held the carrot just out of reach. Always running and never gaining. Sculptures washed away in the sandy beach. Endless winters constantly raining.   There was a time When kites flew high....

This reminiscent story was inspired by the forum thread, “What kind of car did you drive in high school?”   When I was a young lad in Texas, my dad made me work weekends and summers for his construction company. He used to “pay” me a dollar a day to help my uncle clean up job sites in the hot Texas sun. At the end of the week, he would deduct all my lunches and drinks. There were times I would end up with less than a doll...

I hate what has happened to my America. Where a rancid political system works for the few and not for the many. Where a foul media keeps coloring the news instead of just reporting it. Where class distinctions are proudly touted to divide society even more. America has become a "me first" nation where honor and integrity are second to "what's in it for me." We use suffering as a battering ram to ensure the success of pers...

Who are you when the white-hot reality of the day shines down?When there is nowhere left to hide and I see who you are.How clever you are at hiding the truth.What is left of us now that I see you? Who are you when the shadows of deceit are stripped bare?When all the lies that you told come crashing down on me.How you managed to blind me with desire, love, and hope.What am I supposed to do now that I feel heartbroken and f...

Laying in my bed exploring a dream,In my own reality worlds,I can soar like a glider, walk through a wall,Or seduce some beautiful girls.I am a deity in my perceptual state;These hallucinations are mine.I am free; I can be whatever I want;I become my only divine.There is nothing to limit, save for myself,My imagination and thought.This is liberty at its farthest extreme;I can find whatever I've sought.Then I wake to the g...

Decades passedNothing lastsEverything changesVarying stagesAbsolute lifeChaotic strifeDo some things never change?Chasing demonsCollecting leminsLovings lostSoulless accostEnduring supportEndless retortDoes anything stay the same? Staggering endsPassing friendsWords unspokenTrusty tokenJilted heartsFalsified startsIt seems everything must changeEternal needsSowing seedsRavaged lustGrandiose trustRestless shiversCarefree w...

A few weeks ago I had to go into the doctor's office for my bi-annual epidural in my lower back. A cocktail of lidocaine, cortisone and various and sundry magical concoctions that let me maneuver my manly bulk with less pain.As I jumped up on the table to wait, I got a severe twinge in my right shoulder from my torn rotator cuff from my too many sports days. My left is torn as well, but it doesn't get the use that my righ...

Venture back into the past I do.Times long ago, I can't undo. Back in time when I was a kid.Eons have past, heaven forbid. Places that I have visited before.Spaces not wanting to re-explore. Bruises, scars, some are painful.Matter of fact, many be baneful. Asking myself from time to time.How can I ever undo the crime? Guilty feeling passed onto me,For things I never asked to be. Stuff I never would have chosen.Deeds that...

I wake in a cold sweat. The dream again. Will it never end, I ask myself. As I lay very still, my mind takes me back. Back some twenty-five years ago at the age of five. A small happy five-year-old. It had been raining and was a cold rain as it is now. I remember my dad picking me up and telling me mom had to work late, and we would get a burger for dinner. He had said he was very tired, and I should go ahead and eat. He...

When you're pregnant you repeat the same cliche over and over. I don't care if it's a boy or girl, I just want a healthy baby. A cliche, but a true one. Luckily my first son was born healthy. Son number two encountered some problems on the way into the world. Thankfully they were managed and we got to take him home.At first all appeared fine. After a few years some symptoms began to emerge. He looked like the poster child...

Freedom? Unguarded dumb Fair? Intent stare Trust? Sinful lust Innocent? Clothes rent Prayer? Only failure Justice? Closed fist Truth? Broken tooth Equality? Harsh reality Savior? Constant danger Hope? Noose rope Friend? Lonely end Closure? Lying Poser Wisdom? New victim

Time is of the essence It never stops Would you know time if It weren't for a clock Time is only a way to measure Time is considered to be the most valued Wrong  Highest value is what you do with your time Don't count the moments Make the moments count Time is short lived  Time is overrated Time only exist til yours ends The sand pours on but only to those who use it Most of the time we truly abuse it Change your percepti...

An older woman Reading on the light rail, In her purse, a bottle of water With these words on the label, "Source of an Epic Life." I shift my gaze back out the window, And face reality.