Works Before 1997
- The Cave of Lost Souls
A brief description of a 'spiritual' type netherworld
written in 1992. A place I sometimes believe a greater part of my soul spent a
quite a bit of time.
- Doomsday Writings
(three short prose pieces)
Also material from 1992, these are various selections of my writings concerning 'the end of the world'
type scenes and atmospheres. Usually, the writings come from actual
waking visions of a sort, not something I can really explain. Though I
don't have them much anymore, some of the imagery from these visions
still comes to me on occasion, during those quiet moments, or when lost
- The Green Binder
(poems that survived my earlier years)
More material from 1992, these are selected text from an
archaic green binder. In this binder are a bunch of
writings that were printed up years and years ago. A while back the two
disks that contained these and other texts were lost. This green binder is all that is left.
- Passages of Flight
A very small book I wrote in 1992 that expresses my desire and need to break free of
the past and its anchorings. It describes a 'leap of faith' which consisted
in reality of primary jump into the world and a great many years struggling with
the 'withdrawal' from all the properties of the earlier life. In the end, I
discover my ability to 'fly' and proceed to have a great deal of fun with this
discovery. Although this was written in 1992, and I seem to learn more each day
what this really meant to me.
- Purples (journal
written poems transferred to type)
Some material from 1993 and 1994. In my previous journal,
what I wrote was color coordinated.
What I wrote in purple were mostly attempts to describe something without actually naming it. One of the pieces on this page
I couldn't think up a name for other that which it describes... So I gave that
one away, but you can always try to figure the rest out.
- A Scan From my
Old Journal (220k jpeg)
- Here is a scan from a typical page from my
old journal. This scan gives you
a clear view into my coffee house ponderings and doodles. These days I don't
drink as much ... Allergic to the oil of the coffee bean... Rats! But I
drink black and green tea. It's always fun to ask for an 'iced tea with no
ice'! I've found that some people can get really confused by this request.
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