Wise Thought of the Day # 14:

February 24, 2018

“Love is something that can be held but never kept if you hold too tightly, love is a mixture of two breathing souls that must learn to breathe in rhythm, love is like painting a landscape with two brushes, not quite knowing what valleys and mountains the other party might paint, but just knowing you have to see the finished picture.” – TWS18


Wise Thought of the Day # 13

February 11, 2018

…For something to be born so dark, it must have fallen from a great source of light.”– TWS Fish Out of Water column/Feb 2018

I Have Seen Rainbows

January 28, 2018

I have seen rainbows,
After darkness killed the sun.
Storms moving West now,
There is no need to run.

All the things we faced while it rained,
Perfect wizards casting perfect spells,
Life was not broken but just strained,
Not walls but a newborn out of its shell.

I have felt the winds,
That moved the foundations.
Nothing but a breeze again,
I need no explanations.

After the darkness always comes the light,
Balancing nicely once the moon sets,
The past made us into steel, we will fight,
Fling ourselves into future no damn regrets.

I have seen rainbows,
The prism it gave me lies within.
Fabled treasures lay at my feet,
Not at the end but at where we begin.
Thomas Spychalski

Wise Thought of the Day # 11

January 11, 2018

“If one feels privileged to stand in the light of the master, one should realize he is a student on his way to BECOMING a master.” –Thomas Spychalski

Wise Thought of the Day # 10

December 3, 2017

Just as applicable to writing as to life…

“But don’t damn me when I speak
A piece of  mind
‘Cause silence isn’t golden
When I’m holding it inside
‘Cause I’ve been where I have been
And I’ve seen what I have seen
I put the pen to the paper
‘Cause it’s all a part of me.”

-Guns ‘N Roses: Don’t Damn Me

The Right Time That Never Comes Right.

October 4, 2017

I guess I was waiting for the right moment, perfect constellations, planets align.

However, in waiting I became slightly obsessed, counting coop, no victory, myself I left behind.

Waiting always for the right time,

When I guess the right time doesn’t exist right?

Always searching the grounds for a perfect rhyme,

Which translates out to me making a fist at the world.

Think I was hoping to find the perfect day, cloudless and uninterrupted, the kind you remember.

Instead, I’d wait through melting ice, growing spring, but nothing moderated that unseeing temper.

Waiting forever for the right time,

When I guess the right time is now right?

Perhaps off the banks of the rivers of my crimes,

Between the then and now we can have sight…if only we choose to see and not blind.

Thomas Spychalski 

Wise Thought of The Day #8

September 15, 2017


“The problem is not that people are like computers, running programs, the problem is people are also the users of that computer, even when it has bad data or corrupted files.”


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