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Category: The Journey
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"Be like that bird there in the live oak," Gary told me over the back fence. "Don't overthink your decisions. Take action but don't fall in love with any one particular outcome. You'll get your supper sure enough. What difference does it make if it's a worm or a cricket?" "Well, there's the texture thing.…
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The pool must be pretty on the surface. We would never come near it if we knew what it held. What hides beneath tranquility are all the dark thoughts and nightmares that seek to keep us firmly in our place. Frozen in fear. Shrunken with inactivity. A soothing reflection deceives. It is only fiction if…
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A rolling requestAn advertisementA plea:Step right up and ride me! (I don't know where I'm going but you won't mind.Foreign intrigue?Local color?) There aren't enough tickets to go aroundFor more than one turn of the wheelOne more drive of the spikeMore reasons to drag your heels. If you had to be honestWould the drone…
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There was the acid reflux and allergic reaction to casein. A cartilage-deficient left knee and pinched muscles in the small of her back. Karen Rainey was a wreck. But a sacrifice had to be made. Bills don't much care if one's body has turned against her. Karen had no choice but to climb aboard the…
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The door closes in on me without warning, but then any seasoned slab of wood knows it's not my keeper. I have to watch for the signs and stay lithe and alert. To jump out of harm's way in order to ascend the many levels of understanding is Job #1. Not much else matters if…
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What I do feeds me. HeartBodyMindSoul. Nourished. No siren goes broke.
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Things That Inspire: Obsession isn't one of them. Mindless attachment to objects and places sure doesn't warrant admiration. Imitation drains the spirit but people feel flattered by it just the same. No, can't say a facsimile thrills me. Neither does blind devotion to a specific outcome. I deduct points for every sign that goes unnoticed.…
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Warren Peese gave me some really good advice recently. He said (in no particular order): 1. Get your ass out of the past.2. When blurring lines, be sure to keep the work creative and wholly your own, and;3. If you see dancing ducks, flying rabbits, or high-fiving voles in the chaotic data onslaught we're all…
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Tuesday sends her regards, slipped in-between dodgy memories and a song that won't let go. It all blends nicely while we sit in the park, on a bench, drenched to the bone by that damn 40%. Wasn't supposed to be enough to worry about, so I went out and the umbrella stayed in. Fairytales are…
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afraid of what waitssheets hide less happy tidingsa head too heavy no blanket statementswarmth is a game of degreesjust right is hearsay thrive in bitter nightdreams are kept better on icetime does not play nice A secret-filled heartbetrays the well-kept façadesleep does not bring peace
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