Randy | December 21, 2022
The Winter solstice in the Northern Hemisphere occurred today at 17:48 Atlantic Time, and so marked the first step in our march toward Spring by way of an uncertain road. And again it draws forth this annual event — A Long Winter’s Night — unleashed here this evening to dog your heels until Boxing Day, […]
Randy | October 26, 2022
I long ago adopted the policy of placing gravity on observable outcomes and not on what people say about their involvement in them. I recommend you start doing that too. Another thing I adopted long ago was a sensitivity to how often I’m provoked to say, “Welcome to Canada — The country where nothing is […]
Randy | October 25, 2022
“I attended elementary school at Lunenburg Academy, a massive, brooding, castlesque pile completed in 1895 on a windswept hilltop in Lunenburg, Nova Scotia. The school grounds are bordered on two sides by the Hillcrest Cemetery, and my walk to and from school passed first in front of the local funeral home before following another two […]
Randy | October 24, 2022
The concept of Armageddon isn’t an invention of nuclear armed modernity. For those of us whose formative years were incubated in the warmest parts of the Cold War, Armageddon in those days looked like a short, sharp, war not unlike the one so recently ended back then, but that played out not in the span […]
Randy | October 22, 2022
It was long enough ago that I can’t remember when I started referring to them as “Fruit Flies”, but it’s become part of the LFM family lexicon. They’re males, generally older but on those occasions when not, youth is mixed with social ineptitude yet no lesser amount of self-entitlement, and I commonly find them buzzing […]
Randy | October 19, 2022
About Exurb1a Exurb1a likes fiction with a metaphysical backbone. He enjoys trying to write that kind of stuff himself. He also runs a subpar YouTube channel of the same name. His words, not mine. We’ve previously met our feature artist only yesterday in Thoughts From Your Deathbed. Tonight we’re going back.
Randy | October 18, 2022
Money’s like a crop that can Be sown and reaped anon. Time is as a bottled dram, That, once it’s drunk, is gone. ~ Waste Not Your Dram ~ (Excerpt) Pissing your life away and regretting it in your dotage is a recurring theme in both art and life.
Randy | October 15, 2022
“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.” ~ 1 Corinthians 13:12 (KJV) Modern technological society is obsessed with surveillance, both the doing of it and the having it done to you. And so […]
Randy | October 13, 2022
On the heels of our last foray into the subject of inner monsters, tonight’s Dark Sentiment is about letting it out to play. Based on matters of which I may have some personal acquaintance, albeit not in the form of action but rather a promissory note. I am happy to report that the message was […]
Randy | October 11, 2022
Gonads and Strife By LFM Much is said of sex and love, And conduct when push comes to shove, So differences between the two May be confused by some of you. First to know’s about the heart, And get this straight right from the start, Grown girl to woman, boy to man, If you can’t […]