Did you hear that little squeaky voice today? Just behind you and a bit lower than your shoulders? You know? The sly sneaky one that says "If I had only done this or that, I would be somebody?" That voice, the confidence vampire exists for many of us. Most of us might have wanted a … Continue reading That Sneaky Voice of Confidence
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.
Sing Your Journey
The mind so heavy with thoughts one's eyes cannot look up, the heart so burdened with worries it sinks like stone. But the soul, ah that soul, will be freed from heart and mind and flesh, think all that is life, love all that is right, leaving the heart and mind under. See my sunrise … Continue reading Sing Your Journey
I Sit Alone, Listening
I sit alone after dawn and hear the bursting surrounding me. My eyes are closed, my soul has no barrier. There, a dove, cooing for her partnered one, Nearer, the wasp rasps and tests for the new home, Farther, ole sol, forcing renewed life on earth to grow, first green then in colors, Tulips, pears, … Continue reading I Sit Alone, Listening
A History of Panic
Animals and humans are sometimes driven by panic, by the sudden onset of fear of survival, wherein the host goes nuts. Panic can be useful for personal survival, it is rarely useful for the herd, our herd, the human race. The etymology of panic comes from the Greek God Pans, the god of shepherds and … Continue reading A History of Panic
Listen to the Summer
Looking forward to summer. LISTEN! The nightly summer breeze runs over and under, tousling tree leaves with a delightful sound. Nearby, moth wings are battling a screen door, striving for the low kitchen light just out of reach. A neighbor’s dog is whining and scratching at the door, again. In the distance, car tires hum … Continue reading Listen to the Summer
Her Passion To Kill
Have you ever wondered how the Rich and Powerful get rid of their unpleasant problems? Meet Janet, an accomplished serial killer that becomes a hitwoman for the elites. Sample 1. Introduction to a Killer If one’s passion is to kill and kill again, one must be like a passing shadow to other eyes, as if … Continue reading Her Passion To Kill
Heart-Shaped Memories
Heart Shaped Memories; flash fiction stories of vital memories written about real people most of us would never pay attention to. Sample: Rattling the Windows of Life Old man Applegate was about to go off again, destined to scare most of my patients. Even those heavily sedated sometimes were startled when he began to speak. … Continue reading Heart-Shaped Memories
Fight for Your Peace
I look at the heavens just now, stars so dim and still, while the waves toss to and fro my little boat, moving like a frond in the water. I realized what I was missing listening to the water beating against its hull. The water does not worry, it does not fret, yet, it moves … Continue reading Fight for Your Peace
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
