(Nothing.)

Describe one of your favorite moments. (Nothing.)

Choice.

Uh, oh. You are all going to hate me because I was GOING to write about abortion... But I have no right to... No right to...

Nothing.

What notable things happened today? Nothing.

On Prayer

I pray. I prayed as a child. As a good, young Catholic school boy. Not as "fervently" and "piously" as my classmates evidently believed I did given my extreme quietness (maybe not "shyness," but quietness, out of fear of... Or, maybe, just out of "fear") and the fact that I shared a first name with … Continue reading On Prayer →

Consigliere

If I was a consigliere, I would be a "war-time" consigliere because that is what I am... To my own soul.

On Prayer and Silence

Prayer does not need to be a "spoken" word, either externally, placed outside of us in either spoken or written form, or internally, spoken within us in our own hearts and minds. And when I write, here, of "prayer," I am intending, also, to mean meditation. Prayer need not take on "tangible" form in terms … Continue reading On Prayer and Silence →

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If God had a tagline, what would it be?

“Advanced Recovery”

My breakdown didn't really happen. It is all a lie. I have been lying to you all this whole time. And my family. And the orderlies, psychiatrists, and other personnel in the hospital who strapped me to the hospital bed during my second hospitalization (with pee-cup, and all) so that I would not, once again, … Continue reading “Advanced Recovery” →

On Confronting Fear

Please see.

Fear, redux

The only fear I have right now is the fear of not having enough to say, which is the same as being silent, which is the same as being dead. But, then again, even "silence" can be a form of communication, such as when