The gatekeepers of modern day f**kery are all about, like the infectious virus you can’t see but is there, nonetheless. And just like the chemically
Author: Decker
Usually bemused by the current nuttiness of the modern world and attempting to maintain my wits by writing about it all
Moments Ago
“Moments Ago” A Short Story *** I remembered her every day of my life. Long since setting her free from me, I could, on this
Sunday Baroque
Music, at its essence, is what gives us memories. And the longer a song has existed in our lives, the more memories we have of
Saturday Jazz
“If you have to ask what jazz is, you’ll never know.” ― Louis Armstrong *** Hat tip this Saturday morn, to an individual who has they’re
Mind Meld
On the psychopath’s playground (earth), the demons frolic while the insouciant cast their gaze downward to check out the latest idiocy emitted from their hand-held
Writing
“The thing for you to do is write something with a delayed reaction, like those capsules that take an hour to melt in your stomach.
Dispatches from the Asylum 