an old writer and his words

  • WRONG AGAIN

    As a teenager, like somany others of our narrowminded, obsessed gender,I imagined myself a great lothario,girls on the edge of womanhoodlining up for my attention. The absurdity of that dreamwas lost on me and my peers,testosterone drowning it in a seaof hormones, and we were obliviousto the real obstacle alwaysright in front of us, that…

    Lou Faber

  • REINCARNATION

    In my next lifeI want to come backas a Great Blue Heron. I will majesticallystand by a lake, capturingfish, capturing the eyeof all who wander by,pausing in awe and desire. And I will havethe one thing I knowI now lack, that traitthat has escaped mefor far too many years,patience, the abilityto stand and stareuntil the…

    Lou Faber

  • BLINDNESS

    Our problem is one of blindness.We are constantly seekingfor that which we have, thatwhich have no need of, thatwhich we think we needbut cannot be certain. If we limited our blindnessto things life would besimpler, but our blindnesscarries over to our searchfor enlightenment, for redemption,for absolution, and wefail to realize that we haveall of that…

    Lou Faber