PROSE
Happy Friday,
Let’s pull out a separate piece of paper and develop a crazy character belonging to none of your current projects. Take 30 minutes and just have fun …
Why not? …
Enjoy your day!

A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
One minute, you sleep too long, and the next you can’t sleep at all. I suppose somehow, some way we search for the balance. You haven’t seen it so long you forget it east. I suppose it’s the way things do it. Or else it is just something else to fail at. Just another thing to let you down.
We mustn’t get lost in its despair, we mustn’t be swallowed before the pain, and we must be careful not to be cut by beauty’s dual edge. But is that even possible? How can we embrace beauty without becoming its victim, without becoming its prey?
Are you holding a grudge? About?
PROSE – RANDOM THOUGHTS
Lately, I’ve become aware of the hazards of holding on to grudges. However, we can not ignore that they often are the catalyst that shape us into the people we are today. There is a darker side of holding on to grudges.
So, don’t hold on to them for they may eat you alive.
But, one must never forget the situations that cause them…and you gain the wisdom from them…..its 4am
I heard a whisper and chronicled its truth.
It spoke of the space between; that pause, that moment.
The blissful innocence, the delicious taste, the insatiable hunger,
the… sigh. I open my notebook … it’s 4 am.
The lights flickered,
and the room is chilled.
I resist an urge to shiver.
Wraith: “Come”
Me:” Can we talk”
A portal opens.
Me:” Crap”
Good luck, everyone!… I step through the portal … it’s 5 am