love – The Sentimental Stoner

Personal Space

I’ve often marveled at people who took the time (and had the patience) to learn how to juggle. It’s fun to watch, and at one point in my life, I thought it looked easy enough to learn. It wasn’t. Fast forward a few decades and sprinkle a little perspective into life and I realized that…

The Crone – An Elevated Thought

The paragraph below is just a snapshot of how freely my mind can perceive a moment after smoking marijuana. Perhaps it’s not the most eloquent, perhaps it’s not my best, but what matters is that I was in the moment. Almost simultaneously, I realized that we all have choices. We can experience all kinds of…

Cannabis Community Support

I’ve known about chronic2wear for a few months now, but I just learned that this fine gentleman is recovering from Late Stage Neurological Lyme Disease…and hasn’t left his bedroom in a year. All beings are remarkable to me, but the cannabis community holds a special place, as we are all fighting for a cause. We…

Sins of the Father – con’t

The wad of money bulged in my pocket. It was a modest sum, but in this time, it was a fortune. I knew it wouldn’t last long, but at least it would help carry them through the years my father would be away at war. Between my contribution and my father’s regular installments from Europe’s…

Part 2 – The Government Agent’s Wife

As I think back on my life, I often wonder if things were different when I was a child, perhaps I would’ve turned out different – less hard, more gentle. I can say that I was a relatively happy child and my childhood was pretty normal. Although I knew my family loved me, it wasn’t…

The Adulteress

Continuing to write fiction…one day at a time. If I were a different type of person, I could likely find a reason for such treason. I could blame my parents for being too strict, perhaps, in some cosmic sense, I’m to pay for the sins of my father…and maybe even the sins of my mother….