Steve, Author at Firefly Horizons Under Hummingbird Skies

Steven in the Blind Trilogy 1/3

April 14, 2019 By Steve Leave a Comment

My Quantum of Silence

(Audio file 7:03 ~ Written by Steve Thomas)
Narrated: Crystal Anzalone
Dramatic Effects: Jim Anzalone
Music: Langhorne Slim & The Law ~ Changes
Musitc: Maranatha Singers ~ Communion ~ Not my Will

”He was crushingly poor, but he no longer felt the oppression.” Fyodor Dostoevsky “Crime and Punishment“

“Lights!” I hear them shout at 6 AM. The flood lamps blaze to life, yet they do not pierce the darkness, for it is never dark. Even in the blackest night without the lunar glow, a light akin to a porch light washes over me. I pull my Civil War era tuberculosis blanket over my face to block the stream of photons and adjust my eyes. I know what comes next, the worst part of my morning.

Forgotten Relics

April 1, 2019 By Steve Leave a Comment

(Hear Steve’s Audio file for this Blog 4:35)

I am a forgotten relic of a forgotten time waiting to be discovered again.

Regardless of my circumstances the future, blended with hope, prevails. No matter how often my faith has been tested, I endure the vision of a colorful skyline through the billowing soot. I maintain such a fault of character.

A relic is a treasure, but a forgotten relic is disposed of in neglect. I have suffered loss on a scale I did not think possible by the hands of one I trusted. Today, my dear reader, I will speak frankly to the intimations of my posts these past months, for I am soon to be reborn from the great cimmerian depths of another’s darkness.

Uncategorized Moments

March 31, 2019 By Steve Leave a Comment

(Hear Steve’s Audio file for this Blog 3:17)

Halcyon: characterized by happiness, great success, and prosperity : golden—often used to describe an idyllic time in the past that is remembered as better than today

Life, unscripted, surprises me.

When is a halcyon memory born? I imagine we miss its birth and only come to recognize its existence as the energy it brings stimulates us? How often do we neglect the time in which we are living, longing for a future distant time where the projection of fulfillment resides like a mirage? What we need most is in the moment and how can we prepare for any moment before it arrives?

Provoking the Thought

January 12, 2019 By Steve 2 Comments

(Hear Steve’s Audio File for this Blog. 7:32)

Who is this scrivener that writes this esoteric discombobulation? What is he saying in this jumbled melee of words… What is it with his epexegetic discourse of terse and often exotic pontifications?

Oh, wait… I’m doing it again, aren’t I? Let’s try this once more…

Who is this guy who writes in an English language that is sometimes difficult to follow, often with words that are not commonly used by many of us, and in such short bursts of phrases that we have to read the explanations twice to understand the point?

I had a conversation with myself about this.

Malevolent Memory: Days of Tragedy and Grace

January 11, 2019 By Steve 2 Comments

(Hear Steve’s Audio File for this Blog. 5:48)

I do not despise these days,
though I have reason to do so.

I have become fully licensed in malevolent memory though the operative purpose of such an affliction is yet to be adequately vetted. The masochistic application for licensure was far too barbarous by my assessment. In 4 years I have moved 5 times, I have lost a son, a marriage, a career, a retirement; the modest material wealth I had established; all investments once thought to be innervations of heart and soul, now deferred to higher reason, which is to say, an inconsequential assignment of value.
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Radical Ambiguity

October 21, 2018 By Steve 4 Comments

(Hear Steve’s audio file for this blog. 4:29)

Revolution begins…

as a romantic idea embedded deep within the query of one’s soul and like all projections, we believe revolution takes place outside us. One inevitably discovers, though some never do, that its beginning and its end remain rooted inside us. Unfortunately, the projection tends to be too intoxicating to notice the subtlety.