[What follows is an original piece of fiction I wrote some years ago, previously published in Conceptions Southwest, per the citation below.] CLICK. In my mind I know what's waiting at the top of the steps. I always know. Still, I take them, slow, careful, aware of the sickened creak that the weathered boards make … Continue reading CLICK.
We Are The Ryan. We exist to destroy Ourselves. To understand Ourselves. Destruction makes way for new Life, new growth. New essence. New We. “My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.” -- … Continue reading We Are The Ryan. Who? We. On first. Bases loaded…
"We bitch and we fight/Diss each other on sight..." Aside from a couple of strategically placed spoken-word samples, these striking lyrics make up the first sung vocals to appear on the recently released, and highly anticipated, Pink Floyd album The Endless River. If the words themselves do not immediately pique the interest of even the … Continue reading Immaculate Light and Water: Pink Floyd’s The Endless River Sails Into Eternity
“My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while..." - Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet We Are The Ryan. And, if you are reading this, it is already … Continue reading We Are The Ryan, and We Welcome You