No more fear. Fear is a con offered by those who don’t realize they’re peddling it to begin with, there's too much fear so please lead with love No more fear. We can identify a problem But don’t have to lose our head or compassion and respect love spirit If we are the problem Then …
Happy New Year. War will be over.
Everything would be silent but I hear the noise now. The grumbling that predominated the past year has broken through the first layer of Earth as I hear the trumpets begin to play. They mark the ascension of some joyous finale, or maybe it is some epic war. And so lie the images, scattered in …
Home
This morning I see the sun reigning over me Always there for me seemingly Where were you dear sun when I saw no light? Where were you brave one when I was lost in the night? Where were you great shepherd when I lost comfort and sight? Where were you mighty hero? I wasn't born …
‘Saints in the City’–Chapter 1
--- When Ray called and told me that he was driving to Seattle once and for all and asked if I wanted to hitch along, I actually hesitated. I couldn't figure out what surprised me more: the idea of a cross-country road trip or the fact that I didn't jump up immediately and scream 'let's …
‘Saints in the City’ (excerpt)
An excerpt from one of the main stories in the works about Rawling. Chapter 1 Jim Morrison died 40 years ago, and Jude Rawling wanted to write the next great American novel, the next ‘On the Road’ or ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’; and there was no denying that this trip was inspiring him …
Black Tie Event
Sitting in the backseat of an SUV. The air is cool but the ride is rough As we drive by the American flag With its edges torn. It waves triumphantly in the winter wind But it hasn’t got long. In the air there are walls of sand As we make our way to the black …
5/12/2011
Things picking up a bit. Time to work on another short story and start building this portfolio. Should have focused on this more while I was in blasted Florida. Oh well. No worries. I was in a transitional phase and not sure of what I wanted at the time. Now I am here, where creativity …
From the Woods and Out to Sea
"A Possible Eulogy for Terrorism" I remember walking into class ten years ago and being surprised to find the television on; and I didn’t think twice about the image of New York City on the screen, in which a lone black raincloud hovered strangely beside one of the Twin Towers. There was an explosion moments …
Hollywood Songs #4
On the broken boulevard stands the impersonatorTrying to score a buck,Could be down on his luck,Invoking The King--The Memphis Country BoyWho turned from heartland heroTo Vegas Sideshow,Who walked along angels of the American highways Standing up to the coaxing sunChasing glory and some old-fashioned fun,Letting the sun grace his skin and the wind fly through …
Jude Rawling
"Here’s something that is true. Everything that I will more than likely need to assist me in my career awaits me in Los Angeles, CA.."That seems like a century ago, maybe because I am now actually here in Los Angeles. It may also have a lot to do with the fact that in the time …
Who’s holding the torch?
I am becoming increasingly moved by the life and legacy of John Kennedy, especially after Dallek’s biography and watching the film ‘JFK’. There is something deeply poetic and moving in this man that calls for further exploration. The meaning lies not just in the man himself, but in what he represents to us and in …
Songs for the Road
Standing on a hill of greenAnd I stand alone.No people No Trees,No Rivers, LakesNo clouds in the sky.I am a nowhere manFor today.I am not sure how to feelOr what I am supposed to thinkAbout the dayThe nightsThe coming weeks and monthsThought I would stand steadyBut I thought I saw Feeling arrive over the distant …
Home
I look out my window this morning as the hour slowly approaches noon. Outside there is no lifting wind, no cleansing rain nor looming thunder. There is nothing that might distinguish this morning of August 19, 2010 from any past. I suppose it is the sheer gravity of last night’s events, its profound yet bittersweet …
Whirlwind Condition
Wow! That's right, I have a blog. Nice to know we're off to such a great start ladies and gentlemen (so far it's still just yours truly since I still have yet to invite anyone to the Quinby realm). At this moment I'd like to take a pause in memory of a blog I started …
Ren Michael 