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What Good to Grieve

Posted on November 20, 2007 by John

What good to grieve a faded hour? The sun has long since filled the sky and led to moments come and gone as filled with life as that passed dawn. Besides, to mourn what has now ceased, too long, is … Continue reading →

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Let Vain Cassandras Moan

Posted on April 14, 2007 by John

Let vain Cassandras from their pulpits moan, decrying what velocity the world has chosen for its obvious descent; and in their sermons, demonize each day that dares to start as sunrise shattered dark. They make the Word a flesh that … Continue reading →

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You’ve Had the Blues

Posted on March 10, 2007 by John

If you’ve been down and out (and you know what I’m talkin’ about) you’ve had the blues: if what you’ve lost and left behind has made trouble in your mind, and you seem to find the road under your shoes; … Continue reading →

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What Really Matters

Posted on February 22, 2007 by John

Could be bitter; what’s the point? Each generation must anoint its own legion of heroes to cut down. Complaining they did not pick me this time around seems to be another way of sinking in the ground. Between the cracks … Continue reading →

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Don’t You Diagnose Me

Posted on December 23, 2006 by John

You know, so much of what we’re sold is happy horseshit designed to soften our resistance to a lie: that you are where you are because that’s right where you belong, and your life will all get better, bye and … Continue reading →

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The First Day

Posted on November 30, 2006 by John

If this is the first day of what life remains, who cares if there’s sunshine or thunder and rain? Both have their own virtues, each pleasure and pain; though different, a good deal the same. If this is the first … Continue reading →

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Inappropriate Happiness

Posted on November 5, 2006 by John

Maybe sanity’s a side-effect of living; some folks get it, while some others never do. It’s just a minor irritation that can do no lasting harm; you can shake it like a slight touch of the flu. Besides, in a … Continue reading →

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