(Just a clippet from something I'm playing with. No cryptic meaning, Mama. It's fiction.) "Am I allowed to say thank you, it's a dream come true? No? Well, thanks. Dreams rarely rate reality, but I am still happy for the moment. Then again, it's a far cry from what I actually want. But I'll take it. Life has a way of fucking around with your head. Your head has a fucky way of messing around with your heart. Your heart has a bad habit of reminding your soul that your wants are best served as karmic debt. Until next time, Shakyamuni. I'm not going to be enlightened any time soon."
Robert Leigh Angus is a Canadian author and artist currently living in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. The collection shared on this blog are recent works compiled from several ongoing projects, including fiction, non fiction, essays, and verse. He has published several "Collections of Poetry and Fragments", as well as three "Tasting Journals", and several short works on a variety of subjects. He can be reached at (587)700-6575 or OctaviaPress(at)Hotmail.Com