Musings of a madman

Threats of martial lawhang heavy in the air,whispers of fear and anxietycrawl beneath the skin. The loss of rights—not in one great shattering,but in small indignities,each cut unnoticed until we…Continue readingAnother plea for America

I remember the garden, how the air smelled of rain and secrets. The petals glowed under a restless night, and the sky draped itself in deep blue, a quiet hymn…Continue readingA memory

I Have a Warning I come to speak not of dreams alone, but of the shadows that threaten them. I come to speak of a nation drifting toward hate, where…Continue readingA dream and a Warming.

Art is made by my hand— in quiet struggle, in choices that don’t always make sense, in accidents that still belong. But once it leaves me, it no longer answers…Continue readingmusing 09-14-25

strange, quiet evening Images fall from my mind. Onto the screen. Weird shapes drift in— half-formed, half-forgotten, a language my mind invents without translation. I call it play— just colors,…Continue readingMusing 9-15-25

My mind crawls— ghostly images slip from past horror stories into shadows of future adventures. Emotions fly, wild-winged things, from good to bad, from depressed to ecstatic, a pendulum that…Continue readingMusing 9-16-25

The rule of law in a democratic society demands fairness, justice, and respect for human dignity. Violence, hateful speech, racism, and misogyny have no place in a system that aspires…Continue readingThe Rule of Law

  Do not let hate be dressed as virtue. Do not mistake cruelty for strength. We have seen how lies, repeated, become the air we breathe— poison disguised as common…Continue readingA Plea to All Human Beings

It was the usual hot steamy night in South beach. I was sitting in a dark corner of the club watching the door, the rhythmic pulse of music beckoning from…Continue readingSouth Beach

  tearing myself from rutted routine leaping miles to try out a fantasy. landing in a mine field False starts ,insecurity , reality rears its ugly head. Stuck between love…Continue readingA fantasy turns to Dust.