#morningmantra
What one is born with/as is not the defining feature of an individual human. The results of metamorphosis through experience is how individuals should be evaluate.
#morningmantra
Perhaps the average problem of other minds, is that many have a problem with minds of the other.
Good Tea
Latasha is sitting on the edge of a large stone fountain that seems to have dried up years ago. She adjusts herself as the sun moves across the sky to absorb what warmth she can on this clear fall afternoon. Hopping out from behind a bright bush starting to shed for the winter, Judith attempts […]
Its Dark
Jimi : It’s dark Reiss : The light is in the distance, but that doesn’t mean you can’t see Jimi: The light seems to be going farther and father away. I’m starting to understand the idea of a single point in space. Reiss: It gets better, I promise Jimi: Yeah that’s what I’ve been told. […]
Agorophobic
To be agoraphobic is like agoraphobic Its that feeling as though you are surrounded surrounded by all this space and your insecurities just seep out into the open air where you have to confront them but agoraphobia at the same times feels like aasdflpowqueasdjf;;ljspoiuqwerz,xmnasdfj asdf;lajsrqweopriuzxmnpoqwjaspojasdpfasdf asdxmvaiwoasfasdjk;lasdfjljxmasdfj;asfwqvbb asdf43908nAGORAPHOBICaslcn,.adsfafasdrqwepoi zvx.rwepoiu43025af;djkl;cv,.asdafl;weropiquwql; […]
Old Stream of Conscious Note 1
#1 I am warm with fear I sweat a viscous unnameable thing that might closely identify as death. My jaw painfully locks, which is a slight reprieve from its constant nervous chattering. The heat from my terrorized brain melts solid ice at a distance. I have been here too long. The hot fearful beast longs […]
Night At A Terrible Party
Julia: Oh Donovan, You seem to be in a hurumph as usual. Don’t you dare spoil the evening festivities. Donovan: Well, it’s not as if I was invited to this terrible gathering. Julia: But none the less, I was invited, and instructed to bring my spouse. Donovan: Yes of course, I’m sure every madam was […]
That Old Phrase
Berth is walking merrily toward Jacy, who is leaning on a fence. “This is for you!” Bertha exclaims presenting Jacy with a large card. “Eh? Hmm,” Jacy takes the card and looks at the front. It reads the words,”Happy Birthday,” in sparkly text. He takes the card and puts it in his back pocket. “Aren’t […]
Hello Beautiful
This is the blog of christopher E. graham. Here I will archive some writings, do some new writings, and possible revise some writings. The category Fiction Writing are stories and pieces that I have been working on over the years. The category ramblings are mostly lucid thoughts, and attempts at an emergent philosophy
Selected (Coherent…ish) Notes from California July 17- 21 2014
What is this this existential anxiety that I appear to be experiencing at the mere prospect of going to a fundamentally unfamiliar space. Perhaps it stems from my desire to always return to the point of my origin. Which is not some fanciful Mecca based on my birth. Rather a place that I have marked […]