Opposite the large oak desk laden with many chips of its stained wood, and opposed to the fat old man with an unkempt sometimes white beard, sat a wisp of an older lady. To his eye, she was quite petite. So he was shocked at the power in her voice when she eventually spoke. He, … Continue reading A Dancer for the State
Author: ramblingsfromanunpavedmind
I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce talking about their past. Sometimes, their voices end up in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional readers. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.
God’s Breath
Did I really choose my path of life or did God’s breath drive me? Did I really make all of those bad choices or did my rebellion of right force me? Have I really done what I was supposed to do or did God limit me? Can I not be anymore, or is this all … Continue reading God’s Breath
JUNIOR’s BLIND DATE
You know Officer Wenton, since last night, when you handcuffed me and threw me into that patrol car, and then slammed me into this little room, you have asked the same questions. I keep repeating the same story.... Don't I get a Lawyer? So, you are not charging me with any crime? OK! OK! … Continue reading JUNIOR’s BLIND DATE
Career Paths
One’s career is like a book, with an opening paragraph, chapters, and hopefully, a satisfying ending. Along the way, one hopes for a page churner, keeping the mind engaged and excited, just waiting to see what new character, what new challenge, lies just ahead. Of course, one has to expect villains and friends, as the … Continue reading Career Paths
Treading My Path
Each a beginning, a discovery, a first for us. Each thought of ourselves as special and different. Me, full of anger, lashing out at the world of hunger and nothingness, to face an enemy that knew nothing of me, and felt not the first of my mighty blows. You, with your own faceplants and embarrassments. … Continue reading Treading My Path
Soul Direction
And, the stillness of the night, gives way slyly to the red hues of the birthing sun. Silence is pregnant and full now, goose bumps flow on my arms and engorge me during this change. I wonder, if the soul is not like a bubble lying deep in the ocean. Rising maddeningly, striving for freedom, … Continue reading Soul Direction
Christmas, 2019, a turning point in disrespect
Ahh Don't you feel it? I do. I feel a change in the very air, where my opinion, my thoughts cannot be squashed by those unwilling to allow me to have my opinion, my thoughts. I can say Merry Christmas. To those that are offended, I am sort of sorry, sort of not. My life … Continue reading Christmas, 2019, a turning point in disrespect
Let the Arrogant find God
So many sad and hungry, so many confused, so many refusing, thank you I am not one. Let the poor find plenty, let the lonely find love, let the hungry find bread, let the arrogant find God.
None So Deaf
Ah, yes, you with the perfect life. Never ruffled any feathers. Never embarrassed yourself. Little miss perfect. Well, I am not talking to or about you. Go back to your first love. Your mirror. For the rest of us, you remember that time when you really and truly wished you had never been borne? That … Continue reading None So Deaf
A Wrap of Slumber
Within my wraps of slumber as the northern cold robs warmth from the air, I almost remember my mother, as if she lay next to me there, I want to reach out to her but with limbs just like lead, she turns away from me slowly, just a tiny reach from there. I want to … Continue reading A Wrap of Slumber
