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Plain Speaking: toddaid
“You must speak more plainly, sir,” he said, “Most men ignore the complicated. Their jaded minds and souls seek simple things: weak drinks, brutal sports, the understated.” “How much more sad that seems,” I made reply, “to have no dreams … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, life, poetic forms, pointlessness, struggle, toddaid, toil, Welsh verse forms, work
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Like Nothing
There’s no thing quite like Nothing; and so much of it around. It fills the nooks and crannies and absorbs the smallest sounds, obsessed with taking over and with being something more. It wants to be the ocean’s deep, the … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, existentialism, futility, illusion, Nothing, work
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So Much To Do, So Little Time
“So much to do, so little time”, or so the saying goes; as we waste both the hours and doing, pacing to and fro. Refusing any call to act without sufficient thought, we fine-tune the social contract – every strophe, … Continue reading
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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Tagged Hurricane Katrina, legacies, loss, songs, songwriting, time, work
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At the Lakeshore
Thoreau spoke of a quiet desperation: a sad affliction borne by other men, whose lives are filled up, not so much with silence but with a never-ending dulling din, the calling card of progress and its engines, whose pulse and … Continue reading
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Tagged desperation, Henry David Thoreau, idleness, Lake Catherine, peace, Walden, work
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The Spell Kit
Why bother to meditate, chanting some mantra for years, servant to some potentate guru’s smoke and mirrors? You’re right to hesitate; what proof describes an answer a fool could appreciate? Only a clever dancer could be seen no hypocrit. Your … Continue reading
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Tagged education, fraud, paganism, self-determinism, spells, Wicca, witchcraft, work
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