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  • Day Two Hundred & Fifty-Three, September 9th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.35

    Describe your ideal week.

    It’s odd, I freeze, pause for what feels like an eons worth, staring at the blank screen trying to think…to ponder of a hypothetical dream of a week I wish I had. Here’s the thing…I truly have very little idea of what I’d do. An ideal week has me feeling guilty ridden as I don’t feel I’d have the people I’m connected to in such a situation. Now does that make me the asshole? So I’ll give it my best. Let’s see if you can guess the truths from the lies hahaha.

    Monday: I wake to silence and take a quick shower. I do my rapid work out and heat up a microwavable breakfast sandwich, coffee and take to writing poetry for the first half hour or full hour to the start of my day in silence. Later followed with more coffee and loads of water, some painting and time with my little man. Dinner from the grill, shrimp and chicken kabobs. Late night crime series extravaganza.

    Tuesday: The morning starts with Sweet Ella’s pastries; a bakery for the gluten sensitive that always happens to have the right treats for the day. Then, of course, more coffee. Followed by perhaps a Dagwood sandwich created by self to convey the monumentous week that I imagine to be a great week. Followed by more art, a step into economics because, well, school never ends hahaha.

    Wednesday: it’s therapy day, so this one would encompass my son fully. To that id wake up slowly, stretch, do some Tai Chi, write something, perhaps another poem and start a quick sketch of a face while I have my son bathe and ready himself for the day. Therapy then home then more therapy. Rounded up with a Chick-fil-A date of the three of us then back home.

    Thursday: Thursday, Thursday, we knock the tree.

    So there is a small tree about 15 feet high and likely 13-14 feet wide. it’s a tree with small crab apples that it sproute and my son has managed to figure out that if you whack the tree and tug  at the branches, it’ll drop these crab apples. He finds it utterly pleasing and today will likely be the day that he’ll hit the last of them and become quite frustrated. We’ll see. But watching his face lighten up with every crab apple hitting the concrete will bring pleasure enough for years. I’m not one who needs much in life to enjoy. 

    Friday: today will be my writing day. Leave me alone. Let my music ring let my pencil scribe, let my fingers tap at the keys to write and write and write. Just let me be and don’t mind if I have copious amounts of coffee, again.

    Saturday: Meet day with John for the Memoirs. We’d have a breakfast at Julian’s, we’d share our weeks worth of memories and casually talk about what’s planned after we leave the restaurant. To which would always consider the memoirs and that would envelop most of the day while we plan, move this, edit that, and compile, stack, stamp and leave for another week.

    Sunday: Rest and relaxation. Legitimately the day of R&R.  Don’t bother me I’ll see you next Tuesday. 😁

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning good night. Thank you for your support and you’re coming back again and again. May your day be joyous and may the night be Bliss a complete and total Bliss.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Fifty-Two, September 8th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.34

    What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    It’s the condescending ones, or the pretentious types. The know-it-all’s and those who tell me they know what I’m thinking.

    I’m human and with that comes the many flaws that we all carry. I’m not a know-it-all, though I sometimes wish I did. I wonder, and fascinate but I’m wanting and willing to learn and find something new in life. The types of behaviour that bring up a red flag for me are those that come with the patronizing behaviours of a holier than though type. I have no time for someone who can’t see flaws and enjoy and see the beauty of the flaw itself. Life is too beautiful and to monumentous to be so shallow.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I think you for your support and your time, may your day be ever great and your night be blessful and joyous. Thank you for being you, thank you for saying awesome, and thank you for being a little crazy.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Fifty-One, September 7th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.33

    How do you relax?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    I’d say the answer is coffee…no, no it’s the music that I need to help the pulse. But then it’s not. It’s something more, something innocuous and blase. It’s an amalgamation of the temperate weather, the warm and bitter aroma from the coffee and it’s dark lacquered elixir that touches the lips, and the cacophony of delicious musically entwined notes that tickle my fancies and feed my dreams.

    When those elements are just right I drop the tunes low, enough that it’s more a faint dribble of what is known that can be hardly deciphered. And I breathe. I don’t turn the telly on, I don’t write, not yet and I breathe and listen to the silence, the soft tunes that trickle in and out and breathe through the hour or two that I find a moment to relax.

    But then there are the night hours. When I’m tangled and teased with the fretful night teases it’s dark shadows with alluring light of something unknown…these aren’t so much hours of relaxation than more a planning of the next morning, the next week, or my self worrying into the nonsense of the imaginations will.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and Good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support, for coming time and again and dealing with my unruly and untimely drops that have gone to the winds lately. Thank you. Thank you for being you and staying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Fifty, September 6th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.32

    If you had to give up one word that you use regularly, what would it be?

    The word I’d put on the cancel train would be ‘LIKE’.

    Like, I’m totally thinking about, like, the way, like, worth and the bullshit in life. Like, it’s not chaos when, like, there’s no true management of language like, you know what I mean?

    I would get rid of that word, I would obliterate that word to the point that there would be no sense of using the word in any form. Whether it be poem, riddle or a question. Like would be dead to the world.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for your support, thank you for the passion you show in that you come to read something of kilter and sometimes unsound.

    Thank you and may your day and night be bliss and be rich.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Forty-Seven, September 3rd, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.31

    What does your ideal home look like?

    It rests on a 2.3 acre lot of willows and firs. The grounds are littered with a variety of vegetables, roots, and spices, but it’s all wild. They decorated delicately showing a lightly trodden path to the large patio that encompasses the perimeter of the house. The rests a hanging an empty hammock with two rocking. Chairs across the patio walkway where a solitary stable stands resolute and silent.

    At the purple and large door rests a large brass knob. It creaks and groans with a teal powder reminiscent on the hand after the door is pushed open.

    The large foray says hello with a standing bookcase encased in glass, depression glass on the shelves, these from an old and gone grandmother rest forever collecting faint dust particles in the light.

    Continuing on there’s a small half bath with a toilet and sink, mirror, cabinet for medicines and triage, a drawer for toilet paper and tissue.

    Then you come to the kitchen. An oversized and open kitchen that has a large bay door that opens up, overhead leaving the elements in close range. There’s a large stove top and range with ample ashen stone counter tops.

    Produce and perishables are in a double wide fridge that’s doors are clear for clear and concise ordering. The island has drawers filled with all necessities for the kitchen, mixer, food processor, blender, knife sharpener, bread maker, pans, baking sheets, and assorted, needed utensils.

    On to the living room which has a good sized TV on the wall but there are bookcases that shroud the walls. Each loaded with books of awe, wonder, and splendour. Each bookcase is handmade and birthed from recycled beach wood. The hall way leads onto a spiral staircase that leads to a master bedroom with a large bathroom, shower, tub, toilet, bidet, and dryer. Two guest rooms, and a craft room, an art studio and a sensory room that rests atop the third floor.

    The back yard has a small pond with coy fish, room enough for an oversized run for the Pyrenees and private hut.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for the support, thank you for coming back in again, truly it means the world to me. I hope your night is blissful and your day joyous. Stay safe, stay cool, and stay awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Forty-Six, September 2nd, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.30

    Are you holding a grudge? About?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    What a curious question, isn’t it?

    Maybe I am, maybe. But when one has to think if there is a grudge to be had, I feel that it’s telling that there isn’t a grudge.

    Overall, I think about forgiveness, or being unforgiving.

    I think, if anything, I have a grudge against myself. But that has to do with not forgiving myself for past actions.

    Do you ever think of that? In respects to others that may have ruffled your feathers, how do we rate ourselves with our anger in respects of the self and everybody else. Can we be angry at the world for waking up hurting? Can we hate our partner because work was rough? Do our failures feed the anger that holds to the past.

    As it is what I wrote at the top of this post, to what is being written now is the past. Are we going to go back to circumvent and circumvent and circumvent or do we face the problems head on?

    And maybe that’s why I don’t have a Grinch, maybe that’s why I have been able to let go of the things that do frustrate me because instead of circumventing I do what I can to either face on or scream at it.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning good night. May your day be forever blissful, and your night be joyously invigorating. I thank you for your support, for being you, and for staying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Forty-Five, September 1st, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.29

    What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Life. Hahahaha…but seriously.

    I’m easily moved or perhaps I’m empathetic to a lot and being moved is due to the empathy I carry. I wouldn’t know as it’s not something I’m concerned about. I love the way emotions hit me differently. But it doesn’t mean I’m a sobbing and weeping man forever moaning in the dark.

    There is this simplicity I see in the world and how it’s all connected. And I think that’s why I get moved expeditiously when it clicks.

    Take Assault on Wall Street for example.

    It isn’t a great film, feel that it was definitely made in a hurry but there is a part where the main character loses his partner or his spouse and the reason why hit me like a hurricane would. My body was riddled with complete and absolute grief and what it must have felt like for all the people that had had their money stripped from them and trusting the system.

    Or the wind on this very day and how it hits just right. There are notes of fall in the air, a crisp chill that nips at the toes…and the smell encompasses my everything for a moment and I can sense the changes coming.

    ENJOI!!!

    Or that moment when the music lands at my ears with a gentle cacophony of splendour, the whisper of strings whisp my mind away cascading into the meadows of dream and wonder.

    C’est La Vie

    0 good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for your support, thank you for coming back again. And once again thank you for being you and staying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Forty-Four, August 31st, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.28

    Why do you blog?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    So Ray Bradbury’s said, a long while ago, that you only fail if you quit when it comes to being a writer. So that is why I’m here. I am here because I have a deep respect for Bradbury and his writings and his suggestions and his ideas and one of them is writing every day and I’ve done everything I can to make sure that I supply that. Though there are times lately, that I let my fatigue and depression get in the way of it which isn’t okay, but it’s life and that is life. So that is what I do and that is why I do it.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support, thank you for being you and staying awesome. May your night be glorious and the day be gentle.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Forty-One, August 28th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.27

    How are you feeling right now?

    I swear by the gods I swear I already posted this and somehow the two hundred and 28th and the 29th had both been left untouched but…I wrote and wrote and spoke and now it’s gone. I digress.

    Let’s answer the question about how I’m feeling right now though.

    Truth of the matter is I’m not feeling well, I haven’t slept, I feel sick, I feel drained, I’m dealing with massive fatigue, the headaches have felt like hell, and the back feels like it’s splitting in half, my knees feel like they’re chopped and diced. I’m not feeling well I’m exhausted and I’m f****** tired as f***all and I don’t know why, and to top it all the memory and the word vomit is getting worse and when I say word vomit …I mean wodr vluommaha. It’s more like a smeared variation and I nearly choke on my tongue every time. Really loving the MS lately. 😏

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support and coming back and back. Thank you for being awesome and staying you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Forty, August 27th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.26

    What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    What a day, what a week…and it’s not even near the weekend.

    ENJOI !!!

    As for what tools or techniques to the habit that fuels a positive outcome on the daily, it starts with coffee. Then comes music. Now if these pair well and stand resolute than the outcome of the day goes well…….. but the best habit that stands separate and aids in a more than beneficial manner is the meditation.

    ENJOI!!!

    But my meditation is putting on Ludovico Einaudi tracks sitting on the floor and closing my eyes for a good ten minutes.

    ENJOI  !!!

    And now that I think about it the last few days meditation has not been at my start, that’s how I’ve managed to wrap up my day, so I think I kind of threw myself off.

    Truly, I hope you enjoy the tunes.

    But this is life, we’re constantly changing and being a new variation of what and who we are, was, and will be.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I truly hope your night is glorious, and I pray that your day is bountiful. Thank you for your support, thank you for being you, and thank you for being awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Nine, August 26th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.25

    What’s your favorite recipe?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Would this be my favorite recipe for cookies? Since my favorite recipe for what makes festivities perfect? Is this my favorite recipe for madness? Or is this my favorite recipe of something I like something I would eat?

    If this is food, we’re talking about green chili.

    1 lb roasted and peeled green chili/Hatch/Anaheim (always remember to remove stems, if you want to remove seeds by all means but that’s not what chili is if you’re going to do that)

    6-7 roma tomatoes (roast)

    Half of one yellow onion (roast)

    3 cloves of garlic (peel, then roast)

    Now put chili, tomato, onion, and garlic into a food processor and blend. Add one to two tablespoons of salt, add onion powder for flavor

    3 tbsp Salt

    1 tbsp Onion powder

    Next pull out 2 lb of pork, trim off fat, slice into one to two inch square chunks.

    Grab a large pot, put about four tablespoons of olive oil, play this one by I depending on your quantity of pork you’ll need a little bit more oil.

    Once oil is heated put pork on mix until you have a good carameling and all the pieces are showing a little bit of char.

    You will now want to apply quickly and slowly while also stirring a quarter of a cup of flour (can be corn flour) into the flour.

    Add 2 cups of water 

    Add a 16 oz of chunky tomato 

    Stir and let simmer for 45 minutes.

    Voila.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your day be beautiful and your night be blissful. I thank you for your support. Thank you for being awesome and thank you for staying you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Eight, August 25th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.24

    What TV shows did you watch as a kid?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Personally I’m actually a big fan of this prompt for the simple fact that I can’t think of any TV show that I religiously watched growing up. There were the few like House. But during my growing up when I was in high school. I remember wanting to watch a few seasons of CSI the OG one that was a great series. But honestly I didn’t really get into watching anything until I was an older person.

    And honestly just scratching the very base of my brain, and thinking of TV shows growing up, there was Twilight Zone and that used to play early morning episodes in the A.M. but that wasn’t something that was religious that was just something that if I happen to wake up early enough I had the prospects of seeing it and given with my knowing how I knew I would take care of things last minute growing up I probably watched the whole episode and then scrounge to get myself dressed for school.

    Then again I left the phone for a minute mind you, and thought about it and there were shows like Mannix, unsolved mysteries, or Ripley’s Believe it or not, X-Files those are things I remember growing up. ER that’s another show I remember growing out remember somehow watching and for reasons unknown being into it and I don’t know why. I like the guy though that was from Seven that was on there I think he was a surgeon and Don Cheadle his character was f****** great. Oh and I guess I had a thing for the guy named Luca on ER as that was the name I always wanted my first son to have. It was Luca. And Daria, Aeon Flux, Beavis and Butthead, The Transformers, The Hobbit. That was something that I watched religiously growing up on VHS I f****** loved The Hobbit.

    And I think that’s it. At least the ones I remember that I want to remember and know there are other crime series growing up stuff that was on syndication that my grandparents would watch where I was the one that staying the night. But for some reason I always remember unsolved with mysteries Robert stack and that f****** theme song horrible when you’re 5 years old trying to find some sleep that song gives nightmares nowadays it loves me to sleep but then whooo. Hahaha.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your day be beautiful and your night be amazing, thank you for being you and thank you for saying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Seven, August 24th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.23

    What’s your favorite time of day?

    It is the morning, right before everybody else starts buzzing to being awake and the dogs start barking their brains out. It’s right before the third cup of coffee, right after the cartoon specials on MeTV.

    It’s right after my first poem, the second doodle, after going through my planner erasing things, scratching things out, and making another plan to fit another missed day.

    But then there’s the night, and for me it’s far from over the rest of the day so with that the night is exceedingly my favorite as it’s cooler everything slowing down and music sounds better in the dark.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I think you for your patience and apologize for any repeated prompts or really anything. I hope your day is well and your night better than the one before. Stay safe stay awesome and I’ll see you tomorrow.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Six, August 23rd, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.22

    What motivates you?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    It’s the fire beneath my ass. Or maybe it’s the knowing my health has a ticking time bomb,  damn, scratch that, it’s a wanting and a knowing that if I stop, I fail.

    Yeah, that’s what it is, it’s knowing that if I stop, I fail as the writer I want to be and the writer I am.

    Dancing dandelion, tufts soar amidst the boy dancing with the wind and swaying with the trees.

    But what motivates me is my child, my being, the fact that I get to live, and the grace that I still have the benefit of having my mind and having the knowledge to use that mind and share whether it’s a knowledge or just a feeling, I get to share that and I hope that those who read know that I never am coming with malice I simply am sharing my opinion. And maybe it’s like the  known adage ‘everybody’s got an opinion and like an a****** they all stink.’ but you know what so is life and like life we have those moments of smelling like s*** and moments of smell like roses so take what you get and you make lemonade why not. You have One Life to Live. Why not make lemonade with the tools we have? Why not make something delicious and beautiful?

    I may not be beautiful what I say may not be beautiful but I hope the poetry hit somewhere and I hope something that I say affects your heart in a positive way and with that…

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your day be beauty, your night be gorgeous. And may your life be wondrous. Thank you for being you and thank you for staying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Five, August 22nd, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.21

    Where did your name come from?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    ENJOI!!!

    I was born under a waxing moon, nope, scratch that, I was born at 4:11 in the afternoon, but on the 3rd of August, yes the moon was in it’s waxing gibbous phase.

    I was a bastard child as a matter of fact. Two foolish young spirited people happened to get together and aided and creating me.

    As to the name, it was originally supposed to be Nicole or Sierra. Or Sierra Nicole but unbeknownst to my mother I came out a boy and the name was decidedly Matthew Ryan. Given her Christian background I’m assuming that’s where it came from. And as Matthew means ‘a gift from God’, and Ryan means ‘Little Prince’, it managed to stick. The last name on the other hand has been a few different ones. Primarily bird after getting adopted, but to myself I choose Vega.

    That’s all for today. I wanted to cover a prompt I meant to answer days ago.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support shown and being awesome and staying you. Thank you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Four, August 21st, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.20

    What brings you peace?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    Peace. What brings peace?

    Is it odd that I feel this question to be a loaded one?

    What is peace?

    Going to Google, one would find a slew of many ideas to what Peace is.

    Peace can have many meanings, including: Tranquility, Security, Freedom, Acceptance, & Relationships. There are many ways to find peace.

    This is something that I take with a patient and pensive heart as finding peace takes time and a finding of one’s self.

    I used to take to searching the field of philosophy in hopes that these concepts would bring peace but no, I lament with a disatisfaction to philosophy as it seems unhinged and to fit the ego of the philosopher. This thinking brought the discovery of Carl Jung to me whose theory grasps hold of four functions:  Thinking, Feeling, Sensation, and Intuition. His belief is that the whole of each of our experiences should be respected instead of disavowed, and that those four functions are the means of control that help us view and act in the world.

    So I took to figuring myself out, I went through the Five Pillars.

    • Good physical and mental health.
    • Good personal and intimate relationships.
    • Seeing beauty in art and nature.
    • A reasonable standard of living and satisfactory work.
    • A philosophical or religious outlook that fosters resilience.

    Peace didn’t find me, or I didn’t find Peace after this. I was disheveled, as a matter of fact, realizing that I’m not happy, I became resentful to certain aspects due to waking change, wanting to better myself, and a deep worry that I was and am alone regardless of my marriage.

    Does that sound like peace?

    No!

    But I am on gaining peace, so I continue here, I continue my school work and essays, I paint, sketch, and make sure to create as much as I can. It brings a contentment to my heart and a security in knowing that I’m working and putting effort to the energy I have. This is a form of Peace and I’ll take it, wouldn’t you?

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support shown and thank you for being you and staying awesome. Thank you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Three, August 20th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.19

    How do you plan your goals?

    Hi-ho and hello

    Now this question depends on a myriad of situations. If it’s something long-term like a five-year, three-year, one-year stint till completion or nearing the end of a goal it’s likely in my passion planner and on my calendar. If it’s something within the week, it’s usually posted on a sticky note, maybe jotted down onto the fridge.

    Short-term goals usually end up just internal, it’s a set plan that I know I need to make moves within the day to make sure that I can either do it or have it. I found that most plans though outside of a week take considerable planning and learning. School is my favorite though when it comes to planning. I’m actually nearing the end of my B.A. and I cannot wait to go get my M.A.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your nights be epic, May the day be joyous and may life treat you well. Thank you for showing your support and staying awesome and staying you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-Two, August 19th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.18

    Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.

    Hi-ho and hello.

    I need to be honest here. The matter of fact is that I ashamedly hyped a day for no reason other than it was my day.

    My birthday happened to be the last thing I got excited for. And why you may ask. It was for nothing other than I had lived longer than Jesus.

    No, I’m not being blasphemous, I’m being rather straight forward. I like fact and the fact is that there was a man named Jesus that died on a cross at age 33, mind you, this was more than 2000 years ago, but still.

    Now, given my health and some worry that I’ve been dealt a shit hand, I had honestly thought I wouldn’t make it past age 33. With the loss of over ten family members in the last couple years, including my brother who passed due to a brain aneurysm, I hadn’t thought I’d make it much further. He died at age 33 and given the six month difference from his age to mine, my fingers were crossed.

    So, with that explanation, I was more than elated that my birthday was getting closer and closer, and finally it came and I am now an additionally older. Thank the gods!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your day be joyous, and the night be blissful. I thank you for your support and I thank you for being awesome and being you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Thirty-One, August 18th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.17

    What are your top ten favorite movies?

    I’m a big fan of film, I love the cinema and happen to find myself at the theatre more than you’d think. To my dismay most of the movies are family or animated (still family). But it doesn’t mean I haven’t curated my own Pop’s List.

    1.)

    Directed by: Danny Boyle, Featuring: Cillian Murphy, Michelle Yeoh, Chris Evans, Rose Byrne, Cliff Curtis, Hiroyuki Sanada, Benedict Wong, and Mark Strong

    2.)

    Directed by: Duncan Jones, Featuring: Sam Rockwell, Kevin Spacey, and Dominique McElligott

    3.)

    Directed by: Chris Eyre Featuring: Adam Beach, Evan Adams, Irene Bedard, Gary Farmer, and Tattoo Cardinal

    4.)

    Directed by: Darren Aranofsky Featuring: Hugh Jackman , Rachel Weiss, and Ellen Burstyn

    5.)

    Directed by: Alfred Hitchcock Featuring: James Stewart, Grace Kelly, and Raymond Burr

    6.)

    Directed by: Nicolas Roeg Featuring: Donald Sutherland and Julie Christie

    7.)

    Directed by: Robert Benigni Featuring: Robert Benigni, Nicoletta Braschi, and Giorgio Cantarini

    8.)

    Directed by: Jieho Lee Featuring: Brendan Fraser, Forrest Whitaker, Kevin Bacon, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Emile Hirsch, Andy Garcia, Clark Gregg, Julie Delpy, Kelly Hu, Evan Parke, and Jon Bernthal

    9.)

    Directed by: Danny Boyle Featuring: Cillian Murphy, Megan Burns, Brendan Gleason, Naomi Harris, and Christopher Eccleston

    10.)

    Directed by: Ron Clements, John Musker, Burney Martinson, and David Michener Featuring: Val Bettin, Vincent Price, Susanne Pollatschek, and Barrie Ingham

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you for coming to my site and saying hello. May your night be wondrous and your day be blissful. Thank you for being you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Prompt Soup #0.16

    What do you enjoy most about writing?

    I love all of it. I love the definitions behind the words. I love the soliloquies, the metaphors, the iambic pentameters, I love poetry, I love the words and the impact each one can make with the right delicate touch. I love how you can make someone swoon, love, hate, fear, and sweat. All with the simple lovely availability of 26 characters. Truly when you think about it how f****** amazing is that? To have a plethora of tools at your hand on your f****** phone, you can write a sonnet, you can write prose, you can do an essay, you can do whatever the f*** you want and with whatever words you want because guess what, regardless of the argument Free Will is the thing. So yeah I love writing, I love being able to put down my pen to paper and leak out all of the blood that I feel has been strained from me. I love being able to put down what I’m fretting for without opening up my mouth and causing pain to those around me. I love being able to share my thoughts and my deepest secrets here. And the beauty of it is that I have the freedom to be able to use these words and talk with these words and if I choose to I can publish it. I don’t know about you, but that is flipping amazing!

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support and coming to my site.

    May your night be blissful and the day be glorious. Thank you for being you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Prompt Soup #0.15

    What do you love about where you live?

    It’s the trees. Or is it the air. It may be the silence that hits the landscape during the early mornings, dew hangs low, fog straps tightly to tires and the asphalt, and the town breathes in unison.

    This is Pueblo, CO. And though we’ve got our speed demons, our drag racers, our unhoused, and the fireworks that seem endless at times, there’s an energy of familia here.

    There is a quiet calming that seems to caress the roads here, we’re all like busy bees in our niches and alcoves of the town but we’re safe and there’s an effortlessness to being free in this here. The artists paint the walls, the troubadours sing to the moon, and we the people embrace one another to help each other.

    We’re a city filled with Mom & pop spots from Northern to the Blvd, to Eagle ridge, and Union. We support them and boost the morale of one another to keep us going. We may not all agree but there’s a humbleness and a quaint resolve that rests in the belly of the Puebloans.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support shown and coming back again and again. Thank you for being you.

    May your night be blissful and the day be energetic and full.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Twenty-Seven, August 14th, 2024, Prompt Soup #0.14

    What positive emotion do you feel most often?

    Hi-ho and hello.

    For the most part there’s a large portion of my days that are filled with contentment. That said there’s a large assortment within that portion or life in general that has me standing slanted and scratching at my head.

    Life is a conundrum and a queer one at that. So I take in the swallows of winter wind that can be sensed in the air. There’s a brisk touch to the mornings that have an aire to it bringing thoughts of rain and slush.

    This is my morning and I stand slouched, tired, yawning, and wishing there were coffee IVs sold over the counter. I’d be strapped to one on a daily, darkened veins would decorate my body from the oils of the bean. Conundrums and confusions, say it now, I may be losing it. This is day Two Hundred & Twenty-Seven…and I’m trying not to be nervous but I can see the writing. I can sense a change…MS the bitch…shit.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night.

    I thank you for the support. I thank you for coming back and again. Thank you for being you and staying awesome.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM

  • Day Two Hundred & Twenty-Six, August 13th, 2024 and Prompt Soup #0.12

    What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?

    I guess you could say I’m a tad corny, too hopeful, or ignorant. Whatever it is you choose to define my persona, let it be something joyous. And I know a lot of my language is marosse, that the direction is more drab and negative to which I don’t mean it to be.

    I like questioning life and what it is that makes us tick…even if it be me. I appreciate the analytic perspective to the human, whomever it may be. But overall, regardless of writing, I want this, all I’ve written to help someone. Whether it be one, two, or one sentence that moves someone to do something positive and to better the outcome for another…then I’m good.

    Again I know it’s corny, but it’s the truth. I think life is simple and we make it difficult because feelings and logic tend to sit in a perplexing order when it’s applicable to what fits. Like a puzzle piece finishing the horizon.

    If what I write can help someone either find a path to work, see choices made or questions asked that help retrieve their own findings than la-di-da.

    C’est La Vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for coming to my page and venturing within. May your night be splendid and the day be graceful. Thank you for being you.

    NOSCE TE IPSUM