In the dimming light of the present age, where the machinations of thought are corralled and guided not by the wisdom of the ancients nor by the unyielding laws of nature, but by the flickering screens and silent algorithms of our own creation, there emerges a quiet foreboding. A sense of something lost amidst the…
Author: Ralphie
Returning to Nature
It’s as simple as recognizing that what we yearn for—a world in balance, a life in harmony—is not a lost cause but a possibility waiting on the horizon. All we need to do is steer our ship towards it, guided by the wisdom of our ancestors and the knowledge that the only true folly is inaction in the face of opportunity.
Lost at Sea
In the early light of dawn, the ship, a venerable craft of sturdy oak and taut sail, cut through the swells with the grace of a creature born to the sea. Her crew moved about the deck with a quiet efficiency, each man a component of a greater mechanism, their movements honed by countless hours…
Censorshipism
The sun rose, indifferent, over the gray city. Its light, pale and unfeeling, filtered through the thick clouds that perpetually shrouded the skyline. In the streets below, the people moved like shadows, their voices hushed, their eyes downcast. In this world, words were currency, and like all currency, they were regulated. The government, a looming…
Crashing Aviation
As the sky was still a vast expanse of blue and the ground still a patchwork of green, grey, and occasional glints of water, there came a time when maniacs ruled. Not the kind you’d see in old horror flicks, with wide eyes and wild hair, but the kind who wore suits and ties, and…
Envy is for Losers
Well, there’s a story to be told here, about a consultant, a real good consultant, one of those guys who knows his stuff and knows how to bill for it too. You see, this consultant, he made a transition, a leap, if you will, from corporate consulting to working directly for his client while keeping…
We Need More Laws
Somewhere in the Midwest, between the sirens of tornadoes and the cries of cornfields, a man named Arthur Winslow bought an impossibly expensive telescope. This wasn’t just any telescope; it could probably see the furrows on God’s brow if God leaned in close enough. His fascination wasn’t with the stars, which many presumed. It was…
The Ladder to Nowhere
In the sprawling metropolis of New York City, amongst the steel-and-glass behemoths that pierce the clouds, the Great Ladder of Corporate Ambition beckons. It’s an electric invitation, illuminated in neon blues and dizzying golds, flickering for all who seek success in that grand capitalist play. “Climb that ladder!” they tell you, with eyes gleaming and…
Becoming An Officer
Once upon a time in a world not unlike our own, Richard Gray served in deserts far away, in lands called Afghanistan and Iraq. These lands, ancient and vast, sang tales of war, of heroes and monsters, of victories and losses. Richard, a young man with eyes as blue as the English sky, was a…
Job Had Such Patience
In the ancient scrolls, there exists the tale of Job, a man of faith and righteousness, beset upon by a tempest of despair and calamity. His plight, they say, was a divine test, an examination of his fidelity in the face of the abject void. From his story was born the saying, “Job had such…
Post Hustle Culture
Through the deep and shadowy hallways of cultural progression, the death knell tolls for the Hustle Culture. Critics, who roost like carrion birds on the fringes of society, have declared its end. An end as inevitable as a setting sun, an end borne of the insatiable gaze of those who covet wealth but shirk from…
Just Let Me Grill
There lies a solace, a deep yearning embedded in the marrow of man, to sever the chains of the ceaseless chatter of modernity, to retreat, to find refuge within the tranquil parameters of a humble abode. A longing for the sanctuary that is the suburban calm. Here, the desire manifests as a primal urge, a…