In Silent Passage - Text and Visual Art by Chris DeRobertis (Dero): 2014

// Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Everybody knows,
That when "anything goes,"
The rules still remain,
For those with a brain.

// Tuesday, December 30, 2014

The DNA of The Big Bang Theory

The next step in the intellectual evolution of human beings is to be found in DNA of its so-called misfits:

Dweebs.

Nerds.

Anoraks.

And the misfits shall claim the earth through the power of their intelligent design and deep thinking.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

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// Monday, December 29, 2014

Nine Hearts + 1

Nine Hearts Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

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Today's Tendril...

Heart Strings Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

In matters of the heart, things are rarely black and white.

// Sunday, December 28, 2014

A Letter, of Sorts 2

Dear God,

I know there are no extra heartbeats in a life.

No spare minutes.

No catch-up days.

And I know that the phrase, "there's always tomorrow," is a hopeful lie, because there's only the ever present now and the inevitable final curtain.

But if there were extra heartbeats, spare minutes, catch-up days, and a promise that tomorrow will come, then I'd gladly give some of mine to one other, so that we—two ends of a line—could spend more time together... somewhere in the middle.

Eternally grateful, and still hoping against hope,

Your Wondering Son

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Thursday, December 25, 2014

Heaven and Earth (As Above, So Below)

Three Tendrils for Today

If a snowman falls in the woods, and no one is around, does it make a sound?

Is it OK for a snowman to eat yellow snow?

Do snowwomen have body issues?

About

Did a critical analysis of winter-themed Calvin & Hobbes strips lead to this set of Tendrils?

Or, was I simply pondering a melting snowman, from an odd mental angle, when these three errant questions alighted upon my thoughts?

Or, was it something simple, like keeping things jovial during a family holiday gathering?

P.S. It was the last one.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Monday, December 22, 2014

Today's Tendril...

The trouble with "poetic justice" is that it occurs, more often than not,
     at the tip of a pen,
          in a sequence of a screenplay,
               or in the story of a song.

// Sunday, December 21, 2014

Sonic Verse: 5 that Go to 11 - Vox (Batch 1)

5 that Go to 11 (series image) Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

When these tracks come on, the volume goes up.

5 that Go to 11 - Vox (Batch 1) Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

About: Sonic Verse™ (SV) at insilentpassage.com highlights the music, music artists, and associated elements that I enjoy (e.g. release artwork, packaging, mythos). SV is also the container for my creative explorations related to the concept of "sonic verse."

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Solum 2

// Saturday, December 20, 2014

Today's Tendril...

What's the only letter that can destroy integrity?

U.

// Thursday, December 18, 2014

Three Tendrils for Today

It's not all "lollipops and rainbows," especially when it's mostly "charcoal and dark clouds."

The more you try to change a tiger's stripes, the more you realize that you're just pissing off the tiger.

There's no "i" in "We the People," but there's an "i" for you and me in the Bill of Rights.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Skyway 4: Liquid Sky

// Monday, December 15, 2014

Three Tendrils for Today

We count our blessings and are thankful, until our blessings can be counted on one hand; then, our thanks becomes angst.

Weasel words are sly like a fox.

When you make a wish and blow out the candles, just remember that ugly won't go away. <Wink-wink>

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Tendril #3 is a joke, a hardy har har, and not about "you." This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, contexts, scenes, scenarios, symbols, glyphs, iconography, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.

// Sunday, December 14, 2014

When Heaven Sends a Snow Angel

// Saturday, December 13, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Weasel words hide one or more aspects of F.U.D.

Another Tendril for Today

Halfway to Heaven is still a long way from Hell.

Today's Tendril...

When "being blue" turns into listlessness, inattention, and apathy, the Demon of Indifference has saddled up to you—and won't go away.

// Friday, December 12, 2014

Today's Tendril...

A unicorn dies every time a dream is abandoned.

// Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Today's Tendril...

People can change, but their secrets and obsessions do not.

// Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Weasel words are akin to "sleight of hand."

Solum

// Monday, December 08, 2014

Today's Tendril...

To believe solely in sentiment, and ignore the tendrils of substance, is like asking a ghost to show you its bones.

// Sunday, December 07, 2014

Said the...

Somewhere and somewhen on a cold winter's night, a conversation culminates...

     "Every season dies, child," said the angel to the orphan.

     "Do not cry for the naked trees. Do not shiver at the sight of animals plodding through snow. Do not get lost in the sadness of short days and long nights.

     "Rejoice that you are alive, awake, and aware, and that your memories and your wishes are merely bookends to the ever present now."

The End

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

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Silver Streak

Today I watched you leave,
In a silver streak,
Heading with purpose,
For a different tomorrow.

My heart waved good-bye,
But my arms were frozen at my side,
And all that I should have said,
Was being poured into the wishing well of "what ifs."

So in silence I watched the silver streak become a gray dot,
Until the gray dot was nothing more
Than just another point in the horizon.
A horizon that's always in my sky,
But one that I never seem to reach.

Today I watched you leave,
In a silver streak,
And all that was left
Was a tear,
An ache,
And a final good-bye.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Today's Tendril...

Weasel words are as clear as mud.

// Saturday, December 06, 2014

Concentrated Light

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Updated 2018
Original version released 2014

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Today's Tendril...

To rest on your laurels,
     To go through the motions,
          To reach for second best—

          All indications that you’ve thrown in the towel.

// Friday, December 05, 2014

After the Rain

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Today's Tendril...

Bitterness is a maw.
Resentment and entitlement are its teeth.
Hate is its hunger.

// Wednesday, December 03, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Banksy art appears overnight.

Crop circles appear overnight.

Coincidence?

// Tuesday, December 02, 2014

The Last of the Fallen

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Today's Tendril...

Weasel words are as slimy as eels.

// Monday, December 01, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Mosquito larvae, tadpoles, and water snakes can all live in the same lake.

When the lake’s pollution reaches critical mass, does it matter which is the predator and which is the prey?

// Sunday, November 30, 2014

Black Friday

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Today's Tendril...

To under estimate the opposition is a confidence bordering on arrogance, or a lack of planning, or just sheer laziness.

// Saturday, November 29, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Art that "hits you over the head" is just as valid as art that "sneaks up behind you" and grabs you.

// Friday, November 28, 2014

Snowvember 2 - A Touch of Blue

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// Thursday, November 27, 2014

Thankful 2014

I'm thankful for another day to:

	Connect the dots
	Smell the roses
	Chase a rainbow
	Shoot for the Moon
	Squeeze blood from a stone
	Find a needle in a haystack
	Face the tiger in the tall grass
	Argue with the devil on my left shoulder and listen to the angel on my right shoulder
	Live, laugh, learn, love

// Sunday, November 23, 2014

Chiroptera 5657

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// Friday, November 21, 2014

A'ke A'se

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Angelic Heart

// Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Just for Fun 8: Ozarian Glass

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// Saturday, November 15, 2014

Today's Tendril... A Different View

A Different View - The Ugly Side of Love Copyright 2018 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

Updated 2018
Original version published 2014

About

While working on a different composition, I jotted the following line in the margin of the page: "The lines in the sand were drawn in blood."

That line turned into the last line of this TT.

And where did this TT come from?

The ugly side of love.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Friday, November 14, 2014

Snowvember 14th

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6

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Today's Tendril...

Does "chemistry" make a romance story great, or does the story make the romance great?

// Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Something's Leaking

Something is Leaking Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

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// Monday, November 10, 2014

Today's Tendril...

To those in need,
      Show a good deed.
Kindness isn't charity,
      But sadly,
      A rarity.

// Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Today's Tendril...

What's the line between passion and pontification?

Arrogance.

// Tuesday, November 04, 2014

Today's Tendril...

In a War of Principles, zealotry is a weapon, compromise a landmine, and "divine right" the propaganda.

// Monday, November 03, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Better to chase your rainbow, than chase your tail.

// Sunday, November 02, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Sanctity and synchronicity — the former feeds (and fuels) the latter.

// Saturday, November 01, 2014

Today's Tendril...

I found my "center" the other day.

Too bad it was in a doughnut hole.

// Friday, October 31, 2014

Said the Devil...

Said the Devil to the scientist, the atheist, the alchemist, and the story teller (pointing to each in turn), "I am the fifth element. I am the void in the vacuum. I am the fool's gold. I am between the lines. I am at your sides, but always out of reach."

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Monday, October 27, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Epigraphs, no matter how poignant or inspirational, mean nothing if they're not lived.

// Sunday, October 26, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Be positive. [+]

Focus. >The Ever Present Now<

Stay in check. (1-2-3...10)

Stay calm. <Inhale/Exhale>

Find balance. (Work/Play)

Smile. 8^)

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Friday, October 24, 2014

Today's Tendril...

There's a fine line between belaboring a point and babbling.

// Thursday, October 23, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Wants and whims are the fracture lines of short attention spans.

// Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Bayou Bones

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At a bayou somewhere and somewhen...

The bones, purposefully arranged, were a marker and a message:

Here be spirits, both terrible and benign.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

This visual composition and its associated About text are works of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.

Today's Tendril...

Using "hands free" devices while driving still means you're not 100% focused on the road.

// Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Today's Tendril...

I found my "center" the other day.

Too bad it was a black hole.

// Monday, October 20, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Trends often rise like rockets, then drop like rocks.

// Sunday, October 19, 2014

Somewhere in Time

Let me stare into your eyes and lose myself in what always goes unspoken.

Let me believe for just a moment that there is a story of us that doesn't end with the absence of you.

Let me dream about the "what ifs" as I stare without focus into the skyways of solitary days.

And let me pretend that a message I put inside a bottle,

          And cast into a stormy sea,

          Will find its way

          To a heart

          That will shed a tear

          For words that went unspoken...somewhere in time.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Today's Tendril...

Time is like a cloud —

      Sometimes slow,
      Sometimes fast,
      But never still.

      Sometimes dark,
      Sometimes light,
      But never without color.

      Always changing.

      Always there (if not 'right here,' then 'somewhere else').

      And always just out of reach.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

A Letter, of Sorts 1

Dear Penelope,

Some people leave a lasting impression on others.

You left footprints on my heart.

And my blue sky blackened.

Regretfully yours,

Victor

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Saturday, October 18, 2014

Skyway 3: So Close, So Far

Today's Tendril...

Cynicism. Sarcasm. Pessimism. Defeatism.

All in a day's grind for those that toil in a Dilbert-like world.

// Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Trends are fair weather friends.

Anon (AYIBTU)

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// Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Wants and whims often lead us to the paths of least resistance.

// Monday, October 13, 2014

Today's Tendril...

I found my "center" the other day.

Too bad it was a bull's-eye.

// Sunday, October 12, 2014

Just for Fun 7: Welcome to the Ark

To jump the shark.
A walk in the park.
To go out on a lark.
A fire from a spark.
All aboard Noah’s ark!

Have I gone out on a lark?

Ah, heck, I'm just groping in the dark.

I might as well be hunting for a Snark.

About

This one was done "just for fun," written under a blistering sun (literally).

Sometimes alliteration does overrun.

Somewhere behind me I hear, "Set phasers to stun!"

OK. I'm done.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Friday, October 10, 2014

Today's Tendril...

If ink wells could cry, their tears would stain a page in ways never imagined.

// Thursday, October 09, 2014

Today's Tendril...

History, the news, and the Internet have taught me, collectively, at least one thing — the sky is always falling somewhere...and "some when."

// Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Today's Tendril...

If walls can have ears, then eyes can have knives.

"If looks could kill."

// Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Hate is like a hungry tiger — and you are its prey.

// Monday, October 06, 2014

Data Alchemy

Reading the tea leaves.
Connecting the dots.
Crunching the numbers.
Mining for gold (or at least a few nuggets).
Collecting and distilling,
    Aggregating and sifting,
        Churning and assimilating
            An endless parade of data points.

Just another day in the life of a data alchemist.

About

The final two words can be replaced with "storyteller," or "detective," or "theoretical physicist," and the message remains the same.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Saturday, October 04, 2014

Affinity

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About

A letter.

A combination of elements.

An exploration.

Sometimes "wandering into the weeds" serves a purpose.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Thursday, October 02, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Q: When is consistency like mud?

A: When you get stuck in it.

// Wednesday, October 01, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Q: Where do ghosts go food shopping?

A: At the BOO-per market!

About

Welcome to October!

I considered a "thirty howls of Halloween" motif and out popped this TT.

What happened to the other twenty-nine?

They turned into pumpkins.

P.S. Why thirty howls and not thirty-one? I like the rhythm of "thirty howls of Halloween." 8^)

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Sunday, September 28, 2014

Today's Tendril...

You reap what you S.O.W. — strength of will.

// Saturday, September 20, 2014

Afterlife

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// Sunday, August 24, 2014

Evolution

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// Sunday, August 17, 2014

Three Tendrils for Today

Notebooks are breadcrumbs, footprints, fingerprints, and dream-drops.

In the bell tower of an old church, a poet asked the night, "Where have you gone, my muse?"

And the night replied (to the poet's surprise), "In the lockbox of your heart...and fate holds the key."

Pain can paint rainbows as easily as it can paint gray skies.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Tendril #2, a text composition, is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.

// Saturday, August 16, 2014

Today's Tendril...

There is nothing wrong with having priorities.

There is something wrong when they're ignored.

// Thursday, July 17, 2014

Today's Tendril...

"The devil you know," as the saying does go,
is one devil too many;
one devil too many to know.

// Friday, July 04, 2014

On the 4th of July...

Be patriotic, but do not be harassed by the imposition of another's will.

Be independent, but do not forget national unity and local community.

Be democratic, but do not be a mind without a voice or a vote without a vision.

Be welcoming, but do not be afraid to remind others, don't tread on me.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Monday, June 16, 2014

Things You Never Want to Hear Over a Pilot's Intercom

Whoa, I've never seen that light come on before.
I'll have mine shaken, not stirred.
The twitches come and go, much like the voices in my head.
Man, I'm having the unluckiest day EVER.
Fly over it? Forget that. We're going through it!

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// Sunday, June 15, 2014

Today's Tendril...

We are all fragile —
     like an egg in an earthquake,
          or a light bulb in a tornado,
               or a newspaper in a tsunami.

// Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Today's Tendril...

"Swallow me whole" — to be consumed by something that is greater than you.

"Swallow me hole" — to fall into something deep and dark, because you weren't paying attention, or because you've become "blind" to the dangers that await.

// Tuesday, June 03, 2014

Today's Tendril...

The artist and artistic alike ask, "Why? Why do I have this need to create?"

The answers come quickly:

Because it is the soul-stuff
Because the "answer" is in the feeling and in the journey, not in the reason and the destination
Because the ever present now can melt rainbows and herd storm clouds; move mountains (in the mind); grow roses in a graveyard
Because it is the God-light, the ghost-light, and the warmth of dream fires

// Sunday, June 01, 2014

A Prayer, of Sorts

O Lord, lead me to the center of a fallow field,
      at the height of summer,
      and let the corn rise around me
           in the blink of an eye.

And when the first snow begins to fall,
      bury my bones beneath a blanket of white,
      leaving only the husks of the last season
           to mark the miracle
                of what had been.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Saturday, May 31, 2014

Ice Monkey

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Today's Tendril...

The journey isn't about pace, but about the points along the way, and how you tarry in the fields, mountains, or cities of each (filling the heart and mind with the breaths of the ever present now).

// Saturday, May 24, 2014

Skyway 2: Over Anthore

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// Friday, May 23, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Some dreams are like wild horses and wildflowers — not meant to be tamed or cultivated.

// Saturday, May 17, 2014

3-2-1

3 rules. 2 sides. 1 game. 0 overtime.

3 in 1. 2 images made. 1 in 3. Crucified.
The price paid.

// Wednesday, May 07, 2014

Skyway 1: GiA

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"GiA"
It was an oppressively hot summer day, around 630 PM, and I was stranded at the side of a country road (out of gas).

I was miles away from the nearest gas station, my cell phone had no bars, and my housemates were away for the weekend. I was stuck and no one knew.

My choices were limited — walk to the gas station, which would be closed by the time I got there, or wait for another car to come down the road.

I waited.

Fortunately, the car radio still worked and I was listening to a local radio station when the Emergency Broadcast System broke-in and announced that a tornado warning had just been issued for the area.

I got out of my car, looked at the sky above me, and thought, God is angry.

That's when the rolling sound of timpani drums, the sizzle and pop of nearby air, and a howling wind screamed, "Run!"

So I did.

I ran.

I ran so fast that everything became a blur.

And even as the world grew darker (and tighter) around me, I felt that I would make it to safety.

Imagine escaping the wrath of God?

Now that would be a great story to tell your friends.

Instead, I'm telling my story to the worms in my coffin.

And they don't seem to care.

The End

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

The text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.

// Tuesday, May 06, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Elastic ethics.

Malleable morals.

Fungible philosophies.

At what point does learning and enlightenment become spiritual compromise, self-centered satisfaction, and follow-the-crowd capitulation?

// Saturday, May 03, 2014

The Return

It's that time of year again, spring.

And with it comes the inevitable – the return of the gnats.

Gnats—the irritating specks that swarm about the head and face, and occasionally find their way into the nostrils, eyes, ears, and mouths.

Fact: Swatting gnats does as much good as trying to sidestep raindrops. It just doesn't work.

And no matter how many of them are squashed, or shooed, or swept away in the temporary air currents of flailing arms, their numbers never decrease. E-ver.

As for repellent, well that only keeps the other humans away.

To all those that say gnats are "the worst" at dusk, I ask you this: Is there really a best time for gnats?

Then again, perhaps a cloud of black flecks that silently and slowly work its way toward you, and threatens to swallow you whole, as if you were nothing more than a worm and it a ravenous bird, is "the worst" at dusk.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Today's Tendril...

Better to be nagged by angels, than driven by demons.

// Thursday, May 01, 2014

3 Stages of Man

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// Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Three and One (Staged in the Abstract)

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// Thursday, April 24, 2014

Today's Tendril...

"To have become" is one thing.

"To become" is quite another.

// Monday, April 14, 2014

Veris MMXIV

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Winter is adored,
       With its wonderland of white.
But sometimes we get bored,
       With days of mostly night.

But now the green is back,
       The flowers all awake.
Good-bye gray,
       So long black,
            It's time to plant and rake.

// Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Odds are nothing but numbers — and wishful thinking.

It takes intuition and enlightenment to lead.

// Sunday, April 06, 2014

Today's Tendril...

If I were a minister, pastor, or priest, then the dress code for the congregation would be: come as who you are, not what you are led to believe that you need to wear—or be.

No fancy dress, no "Sunday best," just you and your soul.

Because if it's good enough for God, then it's good enough for me.

// Friday, April 04, 2014

Today's Tendril...

"Always" — an option, but not necessarily an opportunity.

// Saturday, March 29, 2014

Raanel

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// Saturday, March 22, 2014

Today's Tendril...

How much mulch could a male moose munch, if a male moose could munch mulch?

About

// Sunday, March 02, 2014

Of Moss and Veil (In Three Parts)

Part 1: Of Moss and Veil: Formed and Framed

Of Moss and Veil Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved. insilentpassage.com

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Part 2: Of Moss and Veil: A Tendril

Melancholy is a rose. Be wary of its thorns.

Part 3: Of Moss and Veil: In Silent Passage

Of moss and veil
I come to thee;
In silent passage,
Together we drift.

To snuff the spark,
Before it lands,
Is all it takes
For the balance to shift.

Today's Tendril...

Life isn't a scavenger hunt,
so don't turn it into one.

// Friday, February 28, 2014

Today's Tendril...

If content is king, then context is everything.

// Sunday, February 16, 2014

Thinking of April

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// Saturday, February 08, 2014

Alive, Awake, Aware

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About

"Alive, Awake, Aware" (AAA) is part mantra, part declaration, and part affirmation.

It's also a nod to my fondness for "plain text" sequences, i.e., text in monospaced typefaces, coupled with visual highlights.

-d//-

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

// Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Is it better to be roasted in the oven of success,
or slow cooked in the crock pot of obscurity?

// Saturday, February 01, 2014

Today's Tendril...

The mind needs to wander from time to time, if for no other reason than to stretch its legs and get some air.

Alternate Version

The mind needs to wander from time to time, if for no other reason than to stretch its legs and get some air.

It is when the mind wanders, but does not return, that a short breather turns into a long indifference.

// Monday, January 06, 2014

Today's Tendril...

"The ever present now" is the epitome of the moment; the here and now; the crushing weight (and wait) of thinking, dreaming, and being.

// Sunday, January 05, 2014

Today's Tendril...

Life is an endless parade of charged particles.

Whether they're [+] or [−] is up to you.

// Saturday, January 04, 2014

Today's Tendril...

When patience runs low,
emotions run high.

Logic gives way,
to "go, go, go!"