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Folly’s Promenade

What folly perpetrated in my youth, before thoughts of mortality began to permeate my eager thirst for truth and close the width of my attention span, has wrought its retribution over time and haunts me on occasion? What old song … Continue reading

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The Thread That Holds

The thread that fasts the edges of the fabric to link the warp and woof which forms our life is tenuous, at best – so thin and fragile. This tapestry we take so much for granted, whose boundaries extend to … Continue reading

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Om

What is the sound that echoes in the ears when all is silent and the earth, asleep, leaves off its boisterous clamor and harangue, its endless waves of wild, chaotic speech, and in a mute and restful slumber dreams? The … Continue reading

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A Blessing for the Road: a benison or blessing

I’ve asked much from the universe, expecting, like a child, that forces outside my control, untamed, feral and wild, would take a hand, and mold my life in ordered, simple ways. Such is the expectation of most people, when they … Continue reading

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The Lambda Acceleration of the Universe

You may think it a bit of lunacy, but great minds spend a lot of time talking of single theories, some conspiracy that runs the universe. Some, like Hawking claim it’s a beneficent force, with plans like Cambridge, to only … Continue reading

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Breaking Silence

It takes but a moment of deliberate breath, a fleeting few seconds of intentional movement, and the fragile cocoon of this world is shattered, its tiny fragments of coherency thrown out into a wild, mad self-righteous cacophony of filled-in spaces … Continue reading

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Cosmo-Significant Blues

If I could be anywhere in the big wide world I’d want to be right where I am I’d rather be on the outside on a natural mystic than pretending that i don’t give a damn not into breakdown confusion … Continue reading

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