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I've tossed all my maps on the Yule bonfire, so you're my guide now. What will the world look like when we make up new coordinates? Ah, the fallacy of maps! They seem to ask: What has power over you? Maps suggest the uncomfortable, too: Greenland is Bigger because White is Better. Paper trails, that's…
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With a full belly and a glad heart, keep peeling away at the shellac. You know it's all for show and the real work is hidden beneath mounds of scraps. Tap into the energy of the silver sliver in the sky. Thanks to your dietary restrictions and ponderous tire kicking, your Cycle of So-So is…
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OK. Episode 1 of Hi-Phi Nation's second season is basically privileged folk with problems I'd love to have (Takeaway: Do not spend time and money on advanced degrees. Lots of learnin' to be found for free! Develop a skill first that can actually help you, your family, your community and someday beyond … ) But,…
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We all love a gorgeous thing, no? However, it's crass to admit we're attracted to the wrapper. Packaging Makes the Person. – Sounds like you've already made up your mind … – Oh sweetie, I'm happy to hear you've finally made up your mind! Perspective is being counted among the 33% and knowing you need…
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the city sneaks up behind youtells you what to think your friends are all scholarsreason why you drown in drink thoughts not good enoughto protect or entertain more than a thunderheadyou are the rain now it's too late to whitewash the wallyou should've lived your rough draftthat was the point of it after all such…
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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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we build high-rises in the rushes and wonder why our socks are wet channel deeplive to breatherecederepeat the onrush of knowing makes us question the answer
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This is how I'll remember you: Crinkly-eyed smile (those were tears – don't lie) and flushed cheeks. Your demeanor changed from quietly serious to seriously exhilarated when you spoke of poking your stick into curious things. You floated on up toward the ceiling, I grabbed on to your cupid colored sleeve, and together we looked…
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Little Ghostly Dirt Girl encourages you to continue to shout into the void. The message may not always make sense, but it is received in ways beyond your limited ability to prognosticate. All you need to do is remain faithful to what's percolating in your belly. So you're searching for Truth and Beauty? Truth is…
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