black dog


I am always with you though often you choose not to see me.
Some days I hide in shadows but I’m always close.
Did you know that black dogs are the least adopted from shelters?
They say it’s because our features are not as prevalent…My belief? – That ancient memory inside the human brain knows me well.
I wish you no harm, it’s the human way to harm oneself ..not mine. I will be here..always to guide you when the time comes.

I smile as the black dog walks alongside me through the park.
It was a beautiful day.




I luckily stumbled on to THIS blog which offers a 100 word challenge for grown ups…I’m not sure if I’ve grown up but I’m not a teenager and the prompt was irresistable.

Here’s what Julia (the sites owner) offered….

I’m late in posting this week’s challenge but I’m going to use something in the news this morning. I’m sure you will all have heard of Robin Williams and maybe watched some of his films. For me, he was a talented actor who occasionally couldn’t change the persona he had created early in his career. His suicide is very sad but understandable I think as there was often a manic side to his performances.

The prompt for this week is:

…the black dog walks alongside me…

The pain behind Robin Williams’ punchlines

Anderson Cooper 360

Robin Williams spent decades battling addiction to cocaine and alcohol. Williams would sometimes turn his inner battles into the punchlines of his jokes. As brash and funny as his admissions sometimes seemed, they clearly did not tell the full story of his struggles. Wolf Blitzer takes a closer look.

There are plenty of Americans who are struggling with similar issues. Wolf discussed treatment options with Chief Medical Correspondent Dr. Sanjay Gupta.

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REMOTE : remotus : removēre




Waking with an electric zap,  he stumbled from bed.
What freaking remote location did they send him to?
Spotting a television he fumbled through the nightstand for the remote.
“Where the hell am I? Where’s the remote”? He demanded kicking his roommates bed.
“Rehab, and it’s mine”.
Laughed the man.

Watch: Miley Cyrus and The Flaming Lips perform “Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt. 1”

did the robots just defeat me? I’ve known Wayne Coyne for many years and if he’s cool with it so am I lol.

Consequence of Sound

Miley Cyrus has pulled out some left-field covers as of late, like Arctic Monkeys’ “Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?” and OutKast’s “Hey Ya!”. But last night at L.A.’s Staples Center, Cyrus took it to a new level by not only covering The Flaming Lips’ “Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots”, but bringing out the band’s Wayne Coyne and Steven Drozd to join her on stage.

The performance came on the precise 30th year anniversary of the Lips’ first show, making it a momentous night for both acts. The Lips got to celebrate their live debut, and Miley got to perform with, in her own words, one of her favorite artists of all time. “I’m so fucking excited. I don’t think you guys understand what this means right now. FUCK YES,” Cyrus called as she welcomed Coyne and Drozd to the stage. Wayne brought on a giant…

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A Goodbye to Robin Williams

too much pain hidden by laughter

Consequence of Sound

I was sitting at my desk in complete shock, and according to various social media feeds I wasn’t alone. The information came to me via a friend’s Facebook post, where he simply stated, “What” and linked to the news. That word sums up the first thought that came to our heads, doesn’t it? The first thought wasn’t of a great monologue in a movie, a stand-up bit, or “Na-Nu Na-Nu.” It was that word without a punctuation to end on — more of a statement, really. What.

Robin Williams was found dead in his apartment Monday morning, and, as of the publication of this article, all we know is that his death was an “apparent suicide.” His publicist released this brief, but telling statement: “Robin Williams passed away this morning. He has been battling severe depression of late. This is a tragic and sudden loss. The family respectfully asks for…

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Walking into the “ambush” their genetic memory, whatever it was that set them apart from humans, twitched electric.

To no avail, the cartoonish figures tried to break them. Shearing, grinding, squeezing. Standard soul crushing practices exhausted.

All means by which humans control and manipulate their environment couldn’t extinguish their ancient bond..

At times, the sparkle in one eye would dim.Succumbing to the evil of the human realm.
A glance to the others eye, healed all doubt.
The electric iris—the souls window—  healed instantly.

Their tools of intelligence transcended this place.

No match for the tools living on Earth.



Written for The M3 Blog and Flash-In-The-Pan.


Liquid Poet

The 7th month, 30th day, of the year 2013. Was the day I saw the most beautiful site I have ever seen.
For the 2nd time that is. I was shaking like a tree full of leaves, as I walked around the column. We stopped. Frozen for a millisecond. Then we strode towards each other. Hugging you in that loving hold I could have stood there forever, until we grew old. But that old ticking illusion of time kept at its grind. That day was the first day I truly saw the sun shine.
Here we are a year and a day later. The love has only grown. To your every want and need I would love to cater. Still, through everything we’ve been through together. I feel deep within things will only get better. It’s just the 2nd act of OUR Origin. If i had my way we would…

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