Die, My Darling

Francis tells me his fiancé is moving in soon and I will have to move out. When that time comes, so does the For Rent sign in the yard a few doors down. A basement apartment in an old house built decades ago. I sign the contract with the owner and walk my belongings across the…

Hallow’s Eve: Party for Two

It worked! We roused her! Uncaged has risen, and with her a story of, well… arisings — from dark and dreadful places, no less! Sorry about all the exclamation points but I’m so excited! I’ve never posted two stories by the same author back to back, but this time it seems fitting. Of course it…

The Weary Traveler

Isn’t Halloween the best? Yes, it is! Throughout October I will be featuring Guest Posts that have a Halloweenish bent to them. Check out October Is Coming for details. I’m pleased to feature today a haunting piece by the lovely and ethereal uncaged. You may have known her once as joycemildred, but she likes to…

October is coming, and you’re invited (again!)

Just say it; let it clunk about in the back of your throat: October. It’s the coolest name for a month, and the coolest month by far. The earth itself (the top half, anyway) is literally cooling down, the air getting damp. Spiders are spinning webs, skeleton hands clawing their way through moist earth towards…

On Time, Now, & Deep Sleep

Originally posted on Discovering Nonduality:
In a previous post we looked at the interplay between mind and deep sleep (dreamless sleep) and explored why it is that we seem to have no experience of the state of deep sleep, why it is that we feel that we ‘go away’ during deep sleep, or that ‘nothing happens.’…

On Love

It is said that God is Love. And in one sense, this may be so. But to say that God is Love is to say that Love is God. And this is not so. The two are not equal, or the same, or interchangeable. Better to say God is. And also, Love is. But what is…

Creative Watermelon

The game of Creative Watermelon is not a complicated one. It’s simply a matter of lying on your back on your father’s bed and staring up at the popcorn ceiling to see what kinds of shapes you find up there. It’s a lot like looking up at the clouds in the sky, only the ceiling…

The Booth Option

Randy’s band is playing tonight. I haven’t seen Randy since that time I met him in that dive in Dallas. He got there ahead of me and was on his second beer, had his ear buds in at a booth by himself, black ball cap low over his eyes saying don’t bother me. And that’s…

Dr. Littlejohn Gets Carried Away

Ah, a crisp, autumn morning, a cup of French roast, and just a nip of opium. But not too much! I’ve a lecture at the Academy at noon, and need catching up on the latest in electrophysiology for my closing remarks. But it is early yet. Just a pinch in my pipe, and a look…

Standing in the shower thinking

The heel of my hand accidentally hits the wall of the shower and a resonant bass note sounds. I strike the wall of the shower again, start to pound out a drum beat with my knuckles and the fat part of my fist. Long-dormant synapses fire, the beat of an old song rises in my…