by Bela Johnson | Sep 5, 2026 | Uncategorized
All these years later,I wondered if he still lived. He died in 2014.Cancer. The obituary tells me nothing. He was a kind,thoughtful, compassionate man. A physicianwith a passion for homeopathy. I climbed the old, groaning stairsto his tiny second-floor officein...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 3, 2026 | Uncategorized
A sparkling flash of white catches my eye. Having more than once spotted dolphinsout in this stretch of ocean,I know those cetaceans would make more of the water. As my attention narrows,there appears a circlingaround that tiny eruption. Perhaps it’s only...
by Bela Johnson | Sep 1, 2026 | Uncategorized
There is no room in a worldconverging on the hybrid human,possessed of both its innate natureand artificial intelligence,for the magical, the imaginative,the unknown. For these under-explored regions,these frontiers of human potential,inhabit the middle world – a...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 29, 2026 | Uncategorized
Even he may not have realized it—for none of us quite knowthe time of our demise—but he did not live much longer. He sits, a placid, contented lookon an ageless face, lush white hairbrushed back from those chiseledPolynesian cheekbones. I was glad to see himwhen we...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 27, 2026 | Uncategorized
What is this ghostly sense of dreadthat follows me some days,sometimes,not always. Just enough to let me knowthere is unfinished businesswithin myself. I try to untangle itfrom the knot it precipitates. I don’t like that it makes me feeljust outside myself,as if a...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 25, 2026 | Uncategorized
I rate my existencemidway between root, bone and creature. I do not seek liberation in any Hereafter.Rather, I search for it in forests, oceans,landscapes – places I have been somewhat forcedto traverse in a body designed more for rugbythan the long-distance runner....
