Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Category: Contemplation
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I'm supposed to be moving day-to-day command center operations from the head to the heart, or so sayeth 2017. Never been much good with plumbing the murky depths of Feelings and Emotions. Too many bends in the pipe. Reckon emotivity is good for something, but what an awful sticky thing. Way easier to let that…
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And like o.k.: There's this particular writer whose work I've read and enjoyed and whom I find interesting and irritating all in one big, messy mouthful of come-one-come-all (talkin' bout chyoo JD). Yeah so, brutha man goes on about fat folks in his stories and he himself is pretty thin (cute, though – I'm shallow,…
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The complicated is what we're here to unravel. Demystify. Drag from out of the moist, murky shadows and acknowledge the well-meaning intention that turned out to be a terrible idea. But hey, you tried! Try, try again to find the lesson embedded in today's shitty situation. You and I are good and bad and weak-willed…
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Trump.Not my first choice, let me tell you. If you have your shit together and house in order, whoever occupies the Oval Office will have minimal effect on your day-to-day. If you struggle to put food on the table, Trump will have minimal effect on your day-to-day. We are all plunged into a stupefying alternate…
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I know you didn't think much of her when we brought her home, but Lily's still looking for you. In the closet. She's in there right now because a big, bad thunderstorm rolled through here a few minutes ago. She hates them now, just like you did. Funny how she never minded the wind and…
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doors are madedoors are foundperception dwellsunderground voices once hearda four-letter word nine months' worthof onenasty hang is a memory best kepton hold (cue the music)
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A longer-than-expected hiatus is nearing its way-past-freshness date. I am presently in the process of trading in a herd of bison for a Formula One car. Further details following… But for now, Mrs. Woolf has words of wisdom on that ol' Show-Don't-Tell. (Quote courtesy of The Free Dictionary)
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Just a couple simple thoughts on a Sunday evening: 1.) Is this really the final week of October?2.) A cylinder has turned inside out. The significance of this event will become clear in three years. These thoughts, simple enough, will keep the mindbusy when my eyelids are shut tight tonight.
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A quick minute.A long moment.A pause that lasts forever. Phrases to set one's teeth on edge as the meaning of time gets lost in a multitude of interpretations. How many versions of reality play out between the beats of thought and action? To think is to do is to suffer from stage fright from cradle…
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I'll offer to entertain. Maybe slake a thirst you didn't know you had. Come sit beside me and let's repeat all those first time feelings they say can never flow through us again. If we're going to chase down a dream, Hope says the impossible is as good a goal as any.
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