Yearly Archives: 2012

How to Make a Bad Dingo Regurgitate a Baby

Step by step now.  1. Stick two fingers in dingos mouth.  2. Press down on back of dingos tongue until dingo regurgitates.  3. Catch and dry off baby.  So no more excuses moms. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Quips for the Quipish (part 2)

I would rather be incised by Occam’s razor in an act of mercy, than coddled by mis-intended sincerity. I cannot suffer a man who deftly climbs the shoulders of idiots to vehemently purport his wisdom. For a wise man well … Continue reading

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Faith

Art by Ruby S. Bernardo Faith is respite for those who brave the stormy sea of expectations. It’s the answer in the wind, that fills a questioning sail… onward over the crests we go, urging us to reach our destination, … Continue reading

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montepulciano (besotted musings)

Consider the origin of being as seated firmly in the dark and pristine epicenter of the body – holding every fleeting and persistent thought, fantasy, and raw reflex. How close do you allow another to get to the core – … Continue reading

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Black Wierdness

mi bicicleta es muy                          NEGRO mi bicicleta es muy negro es muy negro mi bicicleta                                                  mibicicleta es muynegro tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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So Jung and So Sang Freud

Quietly sighs the dawn long and languid through the hours All to come about lies in wait Per chance, to say Something sagacious, Something great. Dreamers wide awake; So erudite and perspicuous. As if their dreaming were to dream Away the … Continue reading

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To Know Her

Napapanaginipan ko siya sa wari ay kawalan subalit kilala ko siya ng buong liwanag. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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A Juxtaposition of Self

I never questioned the prognosis my own gallantry until taught the word bravery, I knew nothing about success until I experienced failure, I never feared death until I overlooked life, and I never knew a friend, until I was called … Continue reading

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Juxtaposition of Fear and Love

Beneath an ocean of fear are the plunging depths of mantle and core — the root of all we are and that which clutches the mass of our being — the gravity of our ground, the Self. The causal forces … Continue reading

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The Nearly American Dream

It was dinnertime and these guys were waiting on their truck-ride home. They caught me taking this photo – and we all shared in the amusing irony of the event. By the time the light had turned green, they’d loaded … Continue reading

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