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Heaven or Las Vegas
for Elvis Presley Well, the coroner he figured no one’s hand was on the trigger, so there really wasn’t anyone to blame. Call him a victim of his fame; we know what killed him, just the same. Never mind his … Continue reading
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Tagged achievement, Chappaquidick, Elvis Presley, entertainment, fate, fortune, Las Vegas, mass media, success
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Untitled: an amphigory
She flung away rapscallion locks, two dozen rare embroidered socks of carded wool from royal flocks as priceless as the chicken pox for separating poofs from jocks and as her jaw was full of rocks said, “if good fortune comes, … Continue reading
The Shelter of Righteousness
What good was in the world has gone, if we proclaim, with innocence, that justice has escaped our grasp, while our hands show no sign of fight and, at the end of stiffened arms held at our sides, are soft … Continue reading
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Tagged fortune, hypocrisy, language, lies, pity, religion, self-righteousness
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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
Old Pottage
While you still have your youth is the time to find out your version of the truth; as you age, fear and doubt can crack the careful clay of all your work and play. Then in a heaping pile of … Continue reading