Brian Bors

Trying a new thing out where I actually commit to writing something most days and put it out there for people to read. Still finding my voice, but at least I’m saying something.

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Brian Bors

Trying a new thing out where I actually commit to writing something most days and put it out there for people to read. Still finding my voice, but at least I’m saying something.

Writings

Followers

Following

My Friend Paul

Brian Bors

3 min read

“Films, not movies.” That’s the only thing I remember my friend Paul saying during the hazy year we spent hanging on each other, intoxicated by our own intelligence, drunk off whiskey. Nothing like dark liquor to give even the dullest of dolts a false sense of wit, sexual prowess, just an all around inflated sense of self importance, which may be why going through the world as a drunk day to day i...

Forever Leaving

Brian Bors

2 min read

Impermanence, it is said by wisemen through the ages, is the only thing we can count on when it comes to the over arching phenomenon of life. Greek philosopher, Heraclitus, told us that change is the only constant some twenty-five hundred years ago, yet we view many of our attachments as concrete, immutable to this very day.

Knowing something to be true and accepting that truth are two very dif...

If Only Then I Knew

Brian Bors

3 min read

“Today, class, I’m going to give you a very different sort of assignment.”

This is Mr. Fuller, my middle school science teacher, he has alopecia, amongst other issues, though those seem to be existential in nature. If I knew the word at the time, I would have said he was neurotic, but because I was a 7th grade grade-A asshat at the time, I probably thought neurosis was when you wanted to romance ...

Death of Joachim

Brian Bors

1 min read

We sat, waiting, Pinto, Tippy, and myself. Joachim had went off, up the cliff, citing some sort of mysterious spring. We hadn’t seen water for days, and everything else in the way of provisions was beginning to look like a thing of the past or future, something we missed or desired.

It’s hard to tell what got into Joachim’s head to make him think such a fantasy, but there was no convincing him o...

Action & adventure

Western

Hell, It Could Be Fun

Brian Bors

2 min read

Like most people, religious affiliation not withstanding, I, too, invoke heaven and hell an exorbitant amount of times throughout an average day. Hell with this, for heaven’s sake, come hell or high water, dear God, hail Satan, etc. These are the epithets of modern secularism, not literal invocations of The Bearded One or Beelzebub, but who decides if God or the Devil is stirred from their heaven...

Humour