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Careful What You Ask For

Posted on July 17, 2005 by John

Do you really want theocracy, to thin or blur the line between what makes us get along, and what God had in mind? That means you’ll have to tell the truth, and never get divorced; make no income from interest … Continue reading →

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The Blackout

Posted on July 11, 2005 by John

The streets are filled with idle, itching hands, their owners on the prowl in vain pursuit of some pastime to fill the vacant hours in darkened rooms enswamped with summer heat. Without their cellphones, TV sets and games, and fast-food … Continue reading →

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Volume is no substitute

Posted on July 3, 2005 by John

Volume is no substitute for power; It’s not the loudest shouts that prove most true. These sounds that shake foundations may undo in minutes what took builders countless hours, but mere feats of destruction can’t compete with the small, quiet … Continue reading →

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the thin kings of aboutness

Posted on May 20, 2005 by John

From Part I: backward broken pushed against the known, each awaiting defamation, two armies fought and fled their thin kings waiting down among the rushes forward spoken harsh against the wind, each a summons hoarse men whispered plans and expectations … Continue reading →

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What’s in a Pseudonym?

Posted on May 12, 2005 by John

A lot of my online friends don’t use their real names. They do this for a number of reasons. For those of the neopagan persuation, it’s a way to keep one foot in the closet, so to speak. We are, … Continue reading →

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Such Times Are These

Posted on May 8, 2005 by John

Such times are these that rich men gloat to turn great woods to creosote and laugh to see the world take note as style takes substance by the throat. Such times are these that poor men work their fingers fleshless … Continue reading →

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Who Says That Poetry Dare Not

Posted on April 28, 2005 by John

Who says that poetry dare not describe, except in abstract, the signs of the times, when modern culture abounds with sound bytes from cinema, like Puzo’s line that all business is personal, and we hang with pride by electron pins … Continue reading →

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