My consciousness is a lighthouse and my mind the ship. There is no fog, I can see the coast and I am on auto-pilot. The shiny metal pilot drives on the highway or does paperwork at the factory or writes a check for the rent. But the fog settles on the water, they are reunited […]
Author Archives: Eric Tegethoff
In the third grade, everyone met at Hal Benny’s house after school. Hal had a pool that wasn’t above ground and parents that worked, so it was like us kids ruled the backyard. It was like we ruled the whole house, for that matter, on the account of the only person there to watch us […]
There are three different media that I would like to suggest you view. Each have influenced me over the past, say, month and perhaps you may find some enjoyment out of them too. The first is a movie called “Waking Life”, directed by Richard Linklater and suggested by both of my roommates. It’s a discussion […]
“…The thing is, all of life is uphill. Even if you do the same thing everyday, even if you have your ritual, you never travel home on a down slope. You can never see to the top of the hill, but you can take a look back, down the road you’ve traveled.” -Unattributed
I woke up in a motel room. There was an impenetrable fog outside. I couldn’t find my keys. For a reason I couldn’t explain, I was fully clothed. I moved out into the fog. I sensed that someone was watching me and looked to my left, where my car was […]
life is an attempt to make you feel naive and death is an attempt to make you feel humble. when do i get to enjoy myself? and should i address this to God, even if he isn’t there?
I got back yesterday from the strangest trip I can ever remember taking. The destination was Salt Lake City–for no reason in particular–and I was going to be moving through a strange western world, as a perpetual stranger. I traveled east across Oregon, past the lush and massive green trees that bow towards the mighty […]
Had the thought today that life is a bit like a room that we walk into and say “I’m alone” and every now and then we hear someone else say “I’m alone too”. Then we leave through different exits.
It's a Beautiful Day I Need a Drink 