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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 Politics of Deconstruction

A moment, more or less, of deconstruction: by which I mean to delve into the soul that strives to separate life from destruction and yet maintain some semblance of the whole, to claim by sacred right the single kernel, the … 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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Seed Thought: Page 43

I wonder why it is that the folks over at 43 Things picked the number 43. Could it be related to my favorite David Crosby song? Page 43 Look around again It’s the same old circle You see, it’s got … Continue reading

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What is the Secret Song?

What is secret song that the whole world hums underneath its breath, too soft to hear unless you sit in silence, in the dark and listen as intently as you can? And when you hear it once, why it is … 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 Flute

To think your way the only way, or see your God alone, is to have the world as a flute and play a monotone. Now, it is music, to be sure, that constant single drone; but there is more to … Continue reading

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