Our Mind Is the Limit

Category: Short Story

  • The Photograph

    All day he couldn’t get that fish out of his head. During his morning walk along the stream he heard the biggest trout in five years rise and pull a large fly from the surface. It was the sound of it he couldn’t stop thinking about. Almost a gurgle. Not a pop or a splash…

  • Short, Short Story

    Ordinarily I would have felt mild disdain for the woman with a valley where her waistband pinched into her enormous stomach because how could anyone neglect her body to that degree, but instead my eyes filled with tears as I watched her whimper her way out of the vet’s office holding a carrier which contained only a worn blankie. I wanted to give her…

  • The Nature of Personal Reality

    The Nature of Personal Reality

    This post is a review of the most empowering book I’ve ever read: The Nature of Personal Reality: Specific, Practical Techniques for Solving Everyday Problems and Enriching the Life You Know, by Jane Roberts (and Seth). I finished reading it last week and just today finished transcribing the passages I doggy eared while using the best…

  • Baby Carrots, a Dead Hamster, a Moped, and a Monk

    Baby Carrots, a Dead Hamster, a Moped, and a Monk

    I’ll never forget the day she died. Granted, it was only a two-year relationship, and she was just a hamster, but nonetheless, it was an emotional day. Not necessarily because she died, but because of the chain of events set into motion by her death. I was in the kitchen eating my usual breakfast, a bag…

  • The Crystal Piano

    The Crystal Piano

    The rain was incessant that day and the two of them, still in bed, could hear where the water pooled up in the gutter and splashed over onto the aluminum garbage can instead of flowing down as it should. “We really need to clean the gutters sweetie,” she said, which meant, “You need to clean…

  • Sinking through the Depths (Part III)

    Sinking through the Depths (Part III)

    This is Part III of “Sinking through the Depths”. If you haven’t already, you can read Part I here and Part II here. The hassle of getting her, wheelchair and all, into the boat became worth it as soon as they got up on plane and glided through the gentle swells of the calm morning sea.…

  • Sinking through the Depths (Part II)

    Sinking through the Depths (Part II)

    This is Part II of “Sinking through the Depths”. If you haven’t already, you can read Part I here. “Of course you can. And you will. We’re gonna…” “I remember you wanted to sleep there that night. At Ronny’s. Right?” He looked down and nodded. “And I didn’t want to. You almost fell down the…

  • Sinking through the Depths

    Sinking through the Depths

    The light slowly intensified in her field of vision until it was overwhelming. She didn’t know who she was, where she was, what was happening. Her eyes closed. She was only aware of her awareness, which was the first time in her life she’d experienced anything like it since coming out of the womb. Slowly…

  • The Life of an Asshole

    The Life of an Asshole

    I was hungry so I ripped a parking meter out of the cement, took it into the nearby alley and smashed it into the ground. There was only $3.75 in there so I picked up the homeless harmonica player’s box of tips and ran off. What a slow motherfucker he was. Another $12.50. Enough for…

  • The Egg Tosser

    The Egg Tosser

    Eugene sat hunched over on the corner of his bed, alone, and cried as he went through the day’s events in his head. His unhealthy obsession had become destructive and he was making people’s lives worse. Ruining their days. All because of his stupid obsession. Due to his high-protein diet, he always had serious gas,…