Cain sat on the bench for 10 minutes, staring at the clouds as they swirled to the south. Then, as if broken from a trance, he stood up abruptly and walked around to the other side of the house from the one he had taken to the back yard. He pressed down and lifted up … Continue reading The Back Forty, Ch. 1.3
Author: BuddhaManAndy
I have devoted myself, because of my traumatic brain injury more than a decade ago and getting sober 7 years ago, to maximizing my new brain, like a Solitaire deck but with all the Aces and most of the face cards missing, by any means available.
Welcome to the Tunnel
The vicious midnight sky the unrelenting darkness Ceaseless in its cold embrace of your soul In stark mornings like this It seems like it will never set you free But it does It always does It has to Come, sit with me And hold me until dawn
Patience and Wrath
So here’s a thought I’ve been having the last couple days. This is my 130th blog post. Why, after 129 posts, am I suddenly questioning why anyone would want to hear what I have to say anyway? Why do my trivial, completely disposable thoughts about Buddhism or camels kissing or Peyton Manning T-Shirts or anything … Continue reading Patience and Wrath
The Back Forty Ch. 1.2
Penny insisted on being called Penelope now, but Cain called her Penny like he did when they were together. She didn’t seem to mind. She had insisted on at least dinner and a night at her place before Cain made the drive from Boston to the house. Penny always made a great baked ziti … Continue reading The Back Forty Ch. 1.2
The Back Forty, Ch. 1: Sabbatical
“Can I get a large pumpkin spice latte please?” he said as he pulled out his wallet. “Do you mean a tall?” The girl behind the counter typed something on her phone, then slid into her pocket. He closed his eyes, sighed, then looked at her. “You have three sizes, right?” She seemed startled at … Continue reading The Back Forty, Ch. 1: Sabbatical
Haiku: Sky
Empty blue, embrace Your pristine child has come home Thirsty for your love
The Certainty of Uncertainty, an Encore
“Thus shall you think of all this fleeting world: A star at dawn, a bubble in a stream; A flash of lightning in a summer cloud, A flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream. -Diamond Sutra Impermanence. Knowing, at your core, in the deepest part of your being, that everything is fleeting and there are … Continue reading The Certainty of Uncertainty, an Encore
Her
As I stepped onto the porch key in hand. As I unlocked the front door, the number continued to swirl around in my head. 188. After upping my game at the gym to first the Stairmaster, then the treadmill, I had steadily increased the duration of the torture. Today, I had finally topped out at … Continue reading Her
The Certainty of Uncertainty
We need normalcy. We need reliability. Above all, I think we crave a sense of certainty in our lives. That’s why, in my opinion, addiction has such an intense appeal. For so many people, the certainty of addiction provides a sense of stability or normalcy to our lives that can’t be matched. For better? Sometimes. … Continue reading The Certainty of Uncertainty
Who Farted?
Ha! Gotcha! See, I used that title because I wanted to see if I could drum up enough traffic on my blog to beat my all-time high of 170 views in day. So, I chose as crass and puerile a title as I could think of and posted this on Sunday evening when I figured … Continue reading Who Farted?
My Zen Brain 