gothic reflections

  • Dirty Windows

    Opinions should only come from people who are living the life you want. Everyone else should be a spectator. But spectators are rarely quiet. They sit comfortably in the ruins of their own choices and shout instructions across the fence about how someone else should rebuild theirs. Turn left. Leave. Stay. Forgive. Walk away. Try…

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  • Almost

    You wake up one morning to let what will happen happen. I suppose you already know that. You always seemed to know things before I did. There is no fighting this morning. No words exchanged with the universe. No desperate attempt to force an answer out of something that has never explained itself particularly well.…

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  • The Field Between Omens

    When I drove past the black dog with black eyes standing at the corner I knew it was the sign that everything was going to be alright. Which makes absolutely no sense. The dog didn’t speak. It didn’t move. It didn’t lift one paw and point dramatically toward my future. It simply stood there. Black…

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  • The Counsel of Shadows

    You should never take advice from those who have never walked the ground you wish to claim. Their words, though wrapped in the guise of care, are often poisoned by envy or ignorance. From their perspective, your climb is too steep, your will too fragile, your vision too unworthy of belief. And if they do…

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