Bridge The Gap

As the sun began to stir once again on the horizon, I restrained the urge to run free.

Shadows from yesteryear began to crawl backward, sinking down into the mire as it eventually always does.

The echoes of the past began to evaporate, and I was once again free.

Difference between yesterday and today…

Depending on where you are standing, it can be measured as a gulf or a grain.


-I am Crandew

Apologize, Then Move On

An unjust action can never truly be taken back.

“When the papers crinkled up, it can’t be perfect again..”

I’d like to think that with the President now being fully vindicated, all the liars and deranged people on the Left would now apologize and promise to stop with their insane hate speech… but I know they won’t.


I’d like to see actions taken against Obama and Hillary for spying on a Presidential candidate during an election, but it won’t happen, because justice resides in fairy tales.
CNN and MSNBC should be shut down and platforms like Google, Twitter and Facebook should be broken up.. but that won’t happen either.

I believe that a second American civil war is still coming, all because the people on the Left have been driven crazy by their false philosophical beliefs. We are seeing the breakdown of a faulty belief system, nothing more, and it will cause so much damage in its wake.

Apologize, promise to do better.. then move on. That’s the last hope those of us sane people have for this country now.


-I am Crandew


Wading softly back towards the beach, bare bones et al.

The morning sun, so strikingly harsh to my eyes and yet such a welcomed caress on my skin. Imagine this lone beach, ever present throughout time.



It’s a frighteningly welcomed thought… being alive for all time.

I can’t even imagine a world without rocks, without trees or absent the wind in my face. The barrens are a harsh reality faced by lone souls such as you and I.

Time stretches so thin.


I gather my clothes, and continue walking into the barrens. While the morning is still young, and I am so terribly old.. time to quietly tread back into the barrens.


-I am Crandew