Too Far Gone

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I’ve laughed most of the day: various jokes, memes, Halloween costume ideas, shared stories of mishaps. There’s always a more relaxed vibe at the office on Fridays. Aside, this week has rolled out under a blanket of despair. American politics is a new level of shit show. The upside of being so far removed from the terrorist attack on 9/11 is we no longer collectively assume it’s a Muslim extremist sending multiple wannabe bombs to politicians. The downside is, we immediately jump to blame the other political side. Full stop. We’re so deep in conflicting factions, even opinions are fractious. That’s dark. Mainstream media is a cesspool, and if you want any level of sanity, stop watching it! It alone … Read More

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Full Moon Fever

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We are one week out from Halloween. And there’s a full moon in Taurus this evening. Whatever this means for you… I’ve never been a fan of scary movies or scary reads. It causes me such anxiety and that’s an emotion no one needs more of. The last frightening movie I recall seeing was at one of my single digit birthday slumber parties. We watched Pet Cemetery written by the iconoclastic Stephen King. I had to keep covering my eyes. I couldn’t go into the restroom without three girlfriends crammed with me in the tiny downstairs powder room of my grandmother’s. I still can’t even stream the most basic of thrillers. Dear Readers, you know I’m a podcasts addict, so … Read More

BrockaFull Moon Fever

I had a dream last night…

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In one scene I was being led through a vacant, all white -from carpet to ceiling, studio apartment. There were high ceilings and nooks built into two walls. Apparently I was looking for a place to move. I found myself wondering if I could insert my rather tall bookshelf into one of the nooks. In each room I pondered if this broad, eight foot high piece of furniture would fit; on which wall it should sit flush against. In another scene I was sitting at a large, oblong, dark wood table in the center of a room with brown wall paneling and squatter ceilings. To the side of this, there was a tall receptionist desk in front of a window, … Read More

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Between Here & There

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I’m either counting minutes or losing track of them. I look at time a lot differently than I did years ago; when I had no sense of it growing up. When you’re outside playing, it’s only time to come in after the light fades into dark or a guardian screams. When you’re immersed in a project or task, it’s time to break away when another pertinent matter rises or hunger screams in your belly. I don’t carry the sense of play around very much anymore. Most movements seem a to-do item; a chore; an obligation; a mission; a responsibility. And even when I’m engaged in relaxed reading, I’m looking to see how much time I have left to do it, … Read More

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Documentation of September 2018

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I kept my head down generally. Minus a few emotionally enraged post on facebook, I was relatively quiet on social media. I thought a lot about the music. It’s all in the context and of circumstance. What life am I living, who am I hanging around? I’m really not participating in that world; forks in the road. As much as I enjoy writing, honestly, I rarely listen to music or sing anymore. This is the sad truth. Why would I want to produce another song(s). It’s a thousand dollars in the hole. From start to finish, studio time to final mixing. So I ask myself what’s the cost benefit. It’s too expensive just for arts sake. I’m saying don’t hold … Read More

BrockaDocumentation of September 2018