one year later

I have ignored this sight since nearly the beginning. The story is like a haunting where threads gather in the corners where dust mites eat them alive. Every word is mutilated into something like pig-latin. A secret code that few will understand. Sometimes, I am asked what I write about. How does one categorically place it? How does one pull it from the dark places and into the light of something meaningful for others? who knows and who cares? I would be lying if I said I give two shakes of piss whether or not my writing did anything. Of course, we all want to be above the fray and floating on what we love most; a place where work slides away from a job. This past year has been a busy year. A quick synopsis looks something like this:

  1. working on lots of interesting projects with a great team
  2. 25th anniversary and two weeks in Cartagena, Colombia
  3. writing thousands upon thousands of words
  4. took many local trips in the beautiful Northwest
  5. deep snow has pushed me to work remotely on several occasions
  6. did I mention writing?

As it stands now, I am trying to get my blog straightened out. I have had it for years but never really got it organized properly. I hope it flows better now and the content will bring more people that like my writing. Ideally, I will develop a large readership as I publish chapters of my first book, FALLEN. Of course, I will only put out a limited amount of the book since I do not want to undermine the efforts of getting it published legitimately. (whatever that really means!)

this is another vomit page, basically. An update to cap off a long day of reorganizing this space. thanks!

What Divides US

I don’t even know where to begin. It has been a serious whirlwind since the election; too many monumental shifts to list them all. My mind wanders over the various slogans from the campaign, searching for something to lean on; to step back from this precipice of panic that seems to come with every executive order.

“We must drain the swamp!” I can hear the chant but then wonder at its meaning. I assume it is to rid our government of the bottom feeding creatures that corrupt the system with obstruction and bias to afford the elitist class with all the benefit where policies are slanted with shadowy influence and corporate interests.  I am drawn to consider these creatures as representing the elite class where so much of the rhetoric seems always to come back to an idea about income inequality and disparity between the billionaire class and middle america. Like Bernie Sanders, I sought this commitment from Trump because he picked up Bernie’s banner on this issue and championed it through his own campaign. But now as the cabinet takes shape, he is putting together the most powerful and wealthiest ever to be assembled in the executive branch. Just this point alone raises the question about intent and are we to believe that the trickle down good will of the elite really cares? Are they themselves simply a new kind of creature – like a monster that has come into the swamp to dominate?

Autism – What will I gain from being diagnosed later in life? It won’t change anything for me, so why should I bother?”

Seventh Voice


People often ask me: “What will I gain from being diagnosed later in life? It won’t change anything for me, so why should I bother?”

Well, my answer as to whether or not anyone should “bother” to get diagnosed is this.

Firstly, on a purely personal level, it depends entirely on what your personal circumstances are and what the biggest issues are that you’re facing at any given point in time.

If you’re a person who’s main problem is that you’re always feeling misunderstood or blamed by your family member for being the way that you are, then perhaps receiving a formal diagnosis may help your family members to comprehend and accept that some of the onus for understanding both who and how you are, falls upon them to make more of an effort to accept you as you are, rather than allowing them to continue to always view you…

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