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Laughter of the gods

If you would hear the gods gambol and laugh, their rumbling chuckles echo through the land, and tickle divine humor, pick a path based on a well-conceived and thought out plan. You need not start out on it. Not one … Continue reading

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Take heart, ye wayworn pilgrims

Take heart, ye wayworn pilgrims on the road to finding out, who’ve braved the elements of fear, delusion, pride and doubt, and found on your long journey not a sole epiphany except that destinations often are illusory. Take heart, ye … Continue reading

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Gratitude

Thank you for not giving me the Powerball numbers from the astral plane; for postponing that move to the Florida Keys at least another decade; for the psoriasis that precluded my career as a playboy Lothario; for the hesitation, that … Continue reading

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Galileo

The stars are fixed; they do not move. Instead, what we call firmament is just a shifting lens that’s bent to suit the seasons. To approve or disapprove such things is vain and futile; our whole history, that we would … Continue reading

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The Food (for Thought) of the Gods

Who decides what lives, what dies, based on more than the needs of some, but on what is best for the entire world so balance can be maintained? Who thinks they have the right to choose that some should flourish … Continue reading

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In my inbox this morning

(edited slightly for content and privacy) Hey: I like you train of thought. I was in church this christmas eve to see my little girl in a play. I heard the preacher talk about Jesus (you know the one from … Continue reading

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Mother Father Breathing

With each breath, opposites are reconciled: like the unconscious seeping under the door that the river makes as it rises during the night, then at first light ebbs slowly away as the sun’s heat pulls it into its glowing bosom. … Continue reading

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