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Category Archives: essay
MOMENTS
Each moment – for an instant – is the beginning of the rest of your life; like the first pearl slipped onto a string. When you look back at the beauty across time, the primary compulsion is to find the … Continue reading
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We are vectors in the stream
Collective totality, whether tiers of Gaia or far beyond, can in one way, be thought of as disconnected parts…yet there is something greater in their integrated whole; a “whole of whole’s” perhaps. Consciousness, which is dimensionless, weightless, and timeless, nearly … Continue reading
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Messages with a Fathomless Soul
Some speak from the fathomless depths of their soul, others from the shallows, remarkably scant in substance. Both voices carry a resonance – what sound is it you hear coming from others? It is interesting that not only do we … Continue reading
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Things Exist By Virtue of their Effects
We create what we resist. Resistance comes with the symptom of indirectly studying and ideologically manifesting what it is we previously only suspected we’d feared. The more we yield to the condition of resistance, the more we create, empower, and … Continue reading
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I cannot trust a truth that has a purpose more important than itself
I cannot trust a truth that has a purpose more important than itself. When we are through with the pounding pursuit of objectives, and the chisels of tactics are worn down to nothing but pitted dull stumps, we will find … Continue reading
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Happiness – Water water everywhere, but not a drop to drink.
I hear so many exchanges about “happiness” here in the amphitheater of social media. It is everywhere spoken – so much, that we fail to take a breath as we speak of it – it fills space with an abundance … Continue reading
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The Heart of the Matter
“Go away,” I hiss, as I coil in the shadows, slowly and broodingly licking my wounds. If you are to love me, then do so forcefully to spite the resolve of my injury, but you must not love me for … Continue reading
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It’s All About Teeth
Drenched – 1 part wine, 2 parts anticipation; Waking up to 5 parts sensibility. Morsels of Fritos and homemade chocolate chips, Wedged and fermenting in the crags of my molars; and it’s back to the brush; Truth hisses and stands … Continue reading
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Gadaffi, Diamond, and Me in the Basement
Neil Diamond can save the world…woke up this morning from a dream in which Muammar Muhammad al-Gaddafi is living in my childhood home basement. It is a finished basement, with a low ceiling, and it smells like the faint flatulence … Continue reading
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Visitation
His child smiles lovingly and with admiration at his Dad, who stands at the coffee bar at Starbucks, paused and smiling back at his son. They sit nearly silent, but at rest at home, the single Dad with the thousand … Continue reading
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