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Lose or Win: rhupunt

What may begin as lose or win soon starts to spin outside that frame. It seems like play, this bob and sway: a bright display, almost a game, a wild careen, drifting between two wide extremes, darkness and flame. Always … Continue reading

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5. Survive love and loss (part 1)

Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said, “The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life … Continue reading

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Thoughts on Time and Loss

A conversation yesterday prompted me to think about time and loss in a personal way. Think about it: as a musician, it seems like one is always surrounded by greatness in terms of performances and songs. Upon close examination, you … Continue reading

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Why Things Burn

A moment of brilliance, shot through the heart and left for dead on the side of the road; An instant of insight, unclouded by the circumstance of reason as the teardrop explodes; A spark from a fire too long extinguished, … Continue reading

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The First Day

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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All Those Who’re Lost

All those who’re lost aren’t there from wandering; some are asleep, and dream of squandering times and places they’ve not been, describing wonders they’ve not seen. All those who’re lost aren’t there by accident; some choose confusion, it’s self-evident. They … Continue reading

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Nobody Wants to Hear

I could be bitter about all this shit or at least, start to doubt a benevolent universe; whine on in rhyme about storm clouds and sunshine that doesn’t come out ‘cept to drink up the water. My angst could flower … Continue reading

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