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Category: Truth
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I have a story to share with you. Will you hear it the way I want you to? It may not matter if you miss the point entirely. I tried, you see. I'm 5 lines behind as I lay out the truth. A true thing resonates within the listener, not the speaker. Meaning gets messy when weighted with words.…
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Picture the journeys we've embarked upon that have led us to this aisle, staring up at the same title, wondering if we've found that lost thing we could never quite nail down. What is found was never lost. Let go of the illusion of going with the flow. We agreed upon this meeting place —…
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yea, vow not to cut your hairfor how will the fine headed lads of that bygone surly seasonbe remembered if we tame our knots, kinks, and kurls?the bellicose boys have been felled by spoon and by fire and remain barelyone bar's worth of grace notes on a dime
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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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The dream is meant to be given up just when all the Big Ideas roll in; a most inopportune time. The verdant years of youthful pursuits give way to ass-numbing commutes. Behold, the careerist is born, and Art is an old-fashioned name. Ambition whispers, but the tease is brief and weariness cuts off any outbursts…
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The Filchers don't care. You are just in their way. We're not real to them. Things, though. Things breathe, and feel, and transmit messages to us when we're fast asleep. Take that house on the corner, for example. It whispers a reedy greeting each time you pass by. "Hallooo Yoo." Things know us by how…
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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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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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words held,thoughts on pause.scribbles must sit still…for now.started a new job.
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