Just Do It!
Be wary your words wrought, forged to inspire, Minds diffract purpose in multiple hues. As bellowsed the soul’s quite prone to catch fire, Regardless the meaning you sought to imbue.
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Not so fast…
On my way into town most mornings The eyes of yellow bus-waiting children are Fixed onto small screens, oblivious, aglow in florescent blue Today was different, a departure from the norm Today the eyes were east, every one, Heads cocked and faces glowed a reflected orange and pink Rosy cheeks, not from January’s […]
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In a sentence full of italics, it’s the Roman who stands out.
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Forged by millenia these hands, these feet, these legs, this brain. Eons of time and the subtle shifts in how we coped with the challenge before us, with survival. A longer this, a shorter that, for better or for worse, the need to reach the treetops? Perhaps a longer neck and strong tongue would prevail. […]
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Oh, thank you doctor for seeing me on such short notice, I’m such a mess here I tell you, a real freakin’ mess. My pleasure Mick, where shall we begin? It’s Mic, pronounced Mike like Michael and I sure as hell don’t know where to begin, you’re the therapist, you tell me where to begin, […]
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What of purpose? With it, meaning, Without it, non-existence. What of purpose? Both are the same, Both are exactly the same. This is key, this is key. “I shall return!” he said, slamming the car door and heading for the library, a newly finished non-fiction clutched in hand. The blue Ford didn’t appreciate the rough treatment, […]
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Shame on you Several months ago I was lying in bed watching a TED talk by Candy Chang. She had taken a blank wall on an abandoned building and painted it as a chalkboard, black with the phrase “Before I Die, I Want To” written along the top in large letters. She then left chalk […]
Continue reading →Open Mic Wanna-be. After 12 years a man second guesses himself
I am not a musician. I am no comedian. I don’t particularly like public speaking, what the heck am I doing up here? I don’t know, whispers the mic, I know what I’m doing here, open as I am, but you, you’re beginning to look foolish. The first time I was here I really felt […]
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What…of…it… It, is not all it seems is it? It, while on the surface seems so Normal, status quo, Is underneath something else entirely. Its a bit off, spoiled meat, to Tell the truth… Ah the truth. What…of…it… It, is not all it seems is it?
Continue reading →From the Perspective of a Turtle
From the point of view of a cyclist, the road is looked at in many ways depending on how you use it. A long ride on a frosty day to a job mundane could be seen one way, while smiling jacket-less on Spring’s first warm, sunny weekend after a long winter could mean another entirely. […]
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