Shadows By R.M. Engelhardt

Within each man a shadow exists.

The shadow of his past.
The shadow of his future.

And the shadow of all the things he
Could have been.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

The Outsider …

“…The Outsider is doubly a rebel: a rebel against the Established Church, a rebel against the unestablished church of materialism. Yet for all this, he is the real spiritual heir of the prophets…The purest religion of any age lies in the hands of its spiritual rebels.

The twentieth century is no exception.”

~ Colin Wilson

At The End of The World

R.M. Engelhardt

They used to say this place is called the “End of the World

And it has gone by many other names

Like Apocalypse

Rapture

End Days

And people have been talking
About it forever, for centuries
Putting it in books

But if you choose
To believe in all of this,

Do nothing. Don’t stand. Don’t change.
Don’t resist with a true belief  in the
Human spirit, a greater love or faith

Then the End of The World
Becomes a simple truth

~ R.M. Engelhardt, 2020 ©

When The Words Fail

Sometimes in life we go through bouts of failure. No inspiration, the chips are down.

Maybe you’ve lost a friend or a loved one. Maybe you’re behind on the rent. But whatever you’re going through? Never stop writing. Never stop creating. Find those things that mean the most to you. Let them inspire you. Dig into the trenches and fight the war.

Never surrender.

That’s all. That’s it.

Thanks for following my friends.

Never surrender. Never give up.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

Nick Tosches

And, of course, that is what all of this is – all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs – that song, endlesly reincarnated – born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket ’88’, that Buick 6 – same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness.

~ Nick Tosches

The Blues

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A wise old black man once told how to look at life and his words have stayed in my mind since and for many years. He said “When things go bad they could’ve been worse. And I’d rather play the blues than nothin” at all. ”

~ R.M. Engelhardt

The Outside World

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As you get older the more things change – for the better or for the worse. Sometimes being a writer and becoming somewhat of an self-isolationist is like being in a sanctuary and finding your true self, your true voice and words. The outside world never goes away. It will always be there.

~ R.M. Engelhardt