Amoranalysis is literary deconstruction for the purpose of interpreting and emanating Amor. We do not know what life is or where or when it begins or ends, nor do we know what death is or where or when it begins … Continue reading “Amoranalysis”

All Amor Spirit for my Brother Alex, on this, the 9th Anniversary of his death: Continue reading All Amor Reprint: “Magic of Amor: Matching Monte Carlo Tattoos”

The truth of what I feel cannot confess because there is no confession. I try to reach you through imagination that imprisons all of us, so I cannot help but betray you in order to try to liberate myself. Inside … Continue reading “Like Judas Iscariot, These Words Betray You”

“Pit Bull” I follow the dog that was once the worm in the ground. It pulls me where it wants me to go, and why not? The dog knows where it is going: Full force forward. They don’t notice they … Continue reading Pit Bull

You cannot help it. You cannot always live in the present moment or imagine for future. There are times when you will remember and regret because you remember goodness from others, and this causes you to confront your own ugliness, … Continue reading Frontline

“On the Way to a Few Illusions, I Stole a Broken Record” I want to be too humble for these words, but I don’t think they can function like that. Yes, yes. No, no. Anything more than this is outrageous. … Continue reading On the Way to a Few Illusions, I Stole a Broken Record

Reprint from a poem dedicated to and recited to Alex, 2013 “March Forth!” My homeboy Alex born on March ForthBoasts he is a natural born revolutionary.Me, I entered existence on the20th of November, which explains whyI love turkey and mashed … Continue reading Unconditional Amor: March Forth

February 24, 2023: At the link below, I share a reprint of some writing about combat operations: “February 24, 1991: Task Force Ripper Roars into Desert Storm and Corporal Wooley Actions Amor”: It is one of the most widely read … Continue reading Reprint: Ripper Roars and Amor Actions

“I’m Not Really That Grumpy” Time forced me to become a philosopher because I had thought and believed and even hoped I would already be dead by this point. To read and write words and have them torture my mind—that … Continue reading I’m Not Really That Grumpy

“Mercy” If the difference between good and evil is simply a matter of morality, then there is nothing truly good or bad. Why should anyone be rewarded for simply solving 2+2=4 and always obeying that command? Once Nietzsche claimed that … Continue reading Mercy