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Olympia The Owl wishes one and all a splendid Winter Solstice. Olympia also wants to share she's mad as hell over some scuzzy creature having reached its filthy paws into her letterbox and stealing the seasonal greetings her Aunties sent to her from far beyond the Purple Mountains. She hopes the thief choked on the…
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What important work have you touched today? Pushed it to the back of your muchly packed brain, did you? Adventure. Faith. Patience. Resilience. Surrender. This is how 2017 ends and 2018 begins. We have this moment. Then we have rapid thoughts and nonsensical synopses of what transpired in this moment. Or that moment. Or the…
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The things you make define who you are. You do what you do to pay the car note, but don't forget to write notes, play notes. Leave a story behind for others to try on. Thoughts and Words and Actions matter. Just know that what lights you up may hardly start a spark in the…
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As I embark on the transformation to became a vampire, I've been advised by my coven leader to invest in high-quality headphones. 'Tis a sound bit of advice, but I shall use my fake awake time to complete my masterwork. (Attention reader for whom this Resonates: An eyebrow arched above a pair of horn-rims means…
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You are not alone. The kid who thinks the external world – from mac-n-cheez to thrill rides at the county fair – is put in place by magical mommies/daddies for her sole pleasure grows up to be the woman who questions the reality of the timecard – from cubicle walls to eyeballs gone blurry by…
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Hey Phil, I don't care you are a forerunner on the Fake News front. Good on ya, I say. You made a few coins, picked up a loyal batch of readers, and pulled one over on those who thought they picked up a few IQ points reading your hinterland dispatches. Though I will never know…
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"You always ask me. But what about you? Why are you here?" "For the paycheck. But seriously … I'm here to be me and shine a light in dark places. Like this office. Plus I'm a runner and need to learn how to do that surrender thing. Yeah, life lessons. To learn them so I…
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A fistful of feathers will get us up and over and down the mountain, but all that downy comfort may not a transformative journey make. What's the sense in descending upon a foregone conclusion? We are explorers with our manila envelopes crammed with crumpled notes, extra pair of socks and love of getting lost. We…
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Second Acts. Encores. Whatcha gonna do when you no longer have to punch a clock? I don't golf. The thought of a cruise ship holiday makes my butthole pucker. I've been making art since I was a child, so that's not going to change, but neither will it pay for my upkeep in old age.…
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Hold on to that feeling of lightness and electricity because it can't be bottled or believed. [Fierce or fears?] Your illuminated halo disintegrates the world. (Be Mean To Keep 'Em Keen!) Walk into nothing and the sun will find you all the same. {I like cutting hearts out of garbage because it reminds me of…
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