Monthly Archives: July 2005

Critical Path

July is gone, and the pecans have now begun to set on the old tree along the bayou; sometimes, we forget the simple things that mark the seasons. We’ve no need of clocks or calendars. Whatever reasons we invent to … Continue reading

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What Happens If

What happens if, as a martyr in training, you learn self-abandonment, lose fear of death, imagine your sacrifice each waking moment, practice your from-the-flames speech in the mirror, give not a thought to your present or future, trust that your … Continue reading

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What price a pawn

What price paid by a pawn who makes, if merely by sheer luck or chance, its way through fields strewn by mistakes in focused, single step advance to the far end of what it knows, where all the trappings of … Continue reading

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Art of the Midwest

I understand the Midwest: there is no substitute for work, labor being the sacred art that transcends even grief. What is madness, but belief that toil will not resolve conflict, and an aversion to the sweat through which the Holy … Continue reading

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Onrefni Setnad Taeper*

I am an arctic gypsy come hither to enjoy the warm, crackling fires of Hell. I have ferried across the Mississippi with a hooded man; he had a record deal and told me he once had played the drums, mentioning … Continue reading

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The Ten Percent Solution

Lobotomy perhaps provides the clues: that with what meager portion of the brain society encourages us to use and education bothers us to train, we think, and therefore are, so far reduced from what potential might be in the whole … Continue reading

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Against The Grain

If knots formed in the wood have turned the grain in a maze that wanders no continued line nor runs a cogent phrase, then those who go against it are not veering from a norm, but rather seeking patterns in … Continue reading

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