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March 6, 2023: the Day of Feels
Today marks two significant anniversaries for me. Firstly, on this day in 1948, my parents were married in Erlanger, KY, during a “simply and solemnized” ceremony, according to the newspaper story of that day. Obviously, this day is significant because it bestowed my wonderful awesomeness onto the world. The happy couple about to partake of their honeymoon motor trip through Central…
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Why I Left Toastmaster's
When they heard that I was a Grim Reaper, everybody in the room became silent. Let me backtrack a bit here. I was at a toastmaster’s meeting. It’s a sort of lateral skill set for what I do, which is usher souls to the other side. Because, you know, I’m a Death. Not the Death, of course. That’s the top non-corporeal anthropomorphic entity here, or Monsieur Grande Kahuna. No, I’m a Death…
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All Things Begin and End in Consciousness
All Things Begin and End in Consciousness
Memento Mori “There is no God,” cried Rod, the atheist. “There is no Rod,” sobbed God, a theist. “There is no cod,” wailed the fisherman. “Isn’t that odd,” wept the Fisher King. The healing of my wounds depends on the hero’s journey, but they never get me souvenirs. Not even a lousy post card, or a t-shirt that reads “My shadow slew the Jabberwocky and all I got was this lousy t-shirt and…
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It seems to me there’s so much more to the world than the average eye is allowed to see. I believe, if you look hard, there are more wonders in this universe than you could ever have dreamed of.
Happy 59th Birthday, Doctor Who!
The Laughing Heart (again)
Another bit of yammering on The Laughing Heart.
Oh yes, I touched on this poem about three years ago, and I suppose I will touch on it now. Every Tuesday, I facilitate a Creative Writing class at work. One of the prompts I came up yesterday was: Is there a quote or a poem that inspires you? What is it that inspires you? Normally, I will go off-script and write up some dribble drabble. However, I took up this little prompt and the results…
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Face Time Mirror
Just another day, another day, Wyatt told himself as he tried to break free of his bed. There was no use in trying to get more sleep, the alarm already told him what he needed to know. It was morning. It was time to do it all over again. Again. Another day, he said as he wandered down the hall towards the kitchen. Turning water on for coffee, he chaotically scooped four tablespoons of…
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Don't blog around much anymore...
Just dusting this thing off...
Sadly, my writing has taken a hit these last few years as I’ve climbed from the depths of The Malaise that infected almost all of my 40s. Now, sitting here at the sprightly age of 52, I can only say that, well, I’m much happier. Another thing that keeps me blogging is my increasing frustration with the new WordPress posting format. It’s frustrating beyond madness. I’ve written several draft posts…
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The Truest Sentence
You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence you know.” — Ernest Hemingway Write the truest sentence you know. All I know is that I don’t know nothing. Didn’t Socrates say something similar? Well, Socrates via Plato. It’s the Socratic Paradox. Gosh, a paradox, an oxymoron, like Military Intelligence or Honest…
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NHL fines Tom Wilson $2500 for decapitating Nathan MacKinnon
NHL fines Tom Wilson $2500 for decapitating Nathan MacKinnon
NEW YORK – Washington Capitals forward Tom Wilson has been fined $2500 for decapitating Colorado Avalanche forward Nathan MacKinnon during Thursday night’s Capitals 6-3 victory. “We felt that Tom Wilson’s actions warrant at least half the maximum amount allowed by the NHL’s Collective Bargaining Agreement,” announced NHL Department of Player Safety head George Parros. Parros admitted that he had…
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Oven Roasted Quandary with a Ginger Balsamic Glaze
Oven Roasted Quandary with a Ginger Balsamic Glaze
Here’s a quick recipe I whipped together the other night. Serves 4. Ingredients2 cups Perplexity1 cup Organic Doubt2 Tbps Confusion1 Tbsp Shredded Ginger1 cup Balsamic VinegarSalt & pepper to taste. Combine perplexity, doubt, and confusion in a mixin bowl until you’ve reached a dilemma. Leave the kitchen for 20 minutes while you search for lost time or your car keys. Do not allow your dilemma…
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Has it been almost a year?
Has it been almost a year?
*>>Record Scratch<<* *>>Freeze Frame... <<* Yup, it’s me. And a new post! I wrote this yesterday and had meant to post it then. However, after an hour or so of writingcopyingpastingformatting with one hand, I hit a oversaturation point and never finished. Normally, I’d try to finish it and post but nah, fuck it. It wouldn’t have the same energy and I could try to tap into that energy but I’d…
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Poetry: I Wanna
I wanna Banana A time ship Or a dog
I wanna Skip Naked upon, Up on a log.
I wanna Be freedom My song long And loud
I wanna Speak deeply Of things that Are proud
I wanna Sleep soundly With you in A soft bed
I wanna Profoundly Live until I am dead.
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Frustrated Writer's Blues
Frustrated Writer’s Blues
I am in a battle with my meds. As it is, they dampen my creativity abilities and nowhere is that more apparent than the lack of updates on this blog.
So I sit here and try to think of something to write.
Nothing.
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Wednesday's Manifesto
Wednesday’s Manifesto
Don’t tell me there’s a fire. I can smell the smoke from here Vivid odor arousing my nostrils Tension building towards escape
There’s no one in control No one is in the driver’s seat We’re careening towards oblivion No-self, no future, no fun
Bullshit, I scream from the plinth We are the creators We are the makers of mirth We are the ones in charge Of our own destinies We will defeat death…
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Film Night: Following
With not much going on last night, I decided to seek out some entertainment via the Criterion Channel and came up with a good one.
The trailer for Following.
Followingis a 1998 Christopher Nolan film about a wannabe writer who follows strangers around in order to find inspiration for his writing. One person he ends up…
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What Am I Doooooing?
What Am I Doooooing?
Death!
Now that I’ve got your attention…
I’ve been thinking a lot about death, mostly because I recently turned 50 and dealt with not a small amount of worry and anxiety about hitting the mid-century point. There were many reasons why, chief among them my impending mortality (I originally wrote “immortality”… ego much?). I also felt that maybe I would have had more purpose in my life, or…
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From Flow to Film
From Flow to Film
Dear Reader,
Over the last year or so, I’ve been mainlining videos and talks by Jason Silva, futurist and so-called wonder junkie. I’ve been obsessed lately with the idea of flow, attaining that liminal state of full immersion, where we let go of the self-editing, self-negating thoughts and just experience a thing.
I experienced some of that this past weekend during the Blink festivalheld in…
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