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about me
"The strangeness of this life CANNOT be measured."
re-discovering myself, one piece at a time. evolving and growing the hard way and find the small serenity when I am finished, though my head be bloody from banging it against the wall. Now I tend to notice the door in that wall. And once I am through, I fly.
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As soon as your born they make you feel small,
Thu, August 28, 2008 - 8:27 AM
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“Look at you!! You gotta small dick!!” “You’re stupid” “You’re worthless” “Fuckin’ crybaby” By giving you no time instead of it all, “These parents that enroll you in college before you even know which side of the playpen smells the worst” –George Carlin Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all, One withdraws into an art or self-mutilation or music. Or reacts, rebels or produces acts of violence. Teaching conflict-resolut... read more
I became a Freemason over seven years ago. Becoming a Mason, I thought, would bring me to a more moral and spiritual place in life. I did research about people who were Masons, the anti-Masonic movement of the 1830’s, the conspiracy theories, the Morgan Affair, the scandal with the Vatican, the Papal Bull, the Knights Templar, concordant (related) bodies (the Eastern Star, Job’s Daughters, the Triangles, Tall Cedars, The Scottish Rite, The York Rite, The Shrine, etc.) and even the symbolism o...
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Fri, August 22, 2008 - 10:24 AM
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Is it too much to wish for?? To be back in a darkened attic room laced with white christmas lights. I would not be so low, slipping and sipping with mellow, expectation-free tongue some beverage encouraging fairy flight.
Mon, March 17, 2008 - 11:39 AM
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Is it too much to ask for small smiles and laughter, whether gentle or rancorous being absorbed into the soft wood walls. Echoes of voices lost in the beyond of the ceiling. Is it too much to wonder about touching the moonlight lounging in the window, without lifting a... read more
This coffee tastes like it was brewed from raisins. Blech!! The mountains are calling from a distance. Mirroring such a distance is a task I will attempt to accomplish with this scribbling.
Tue, January 8, 2008 - 11:53 AM
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Reading an article about the possible origins of accelerated pubescence in human females some weeks back, the inevitable innuendo of hormones in meat and milk came trotting along. Spelunking along the various countryside of theory and research was all well and good. Evidence suggesting obesity was the ... read more
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