‘we have no place else to go.’
"with that 'we' should be satisfied with what 'we' have stolen and just surrender our militancy and arrogance unto our belief and the international community as represented through the United Nations that mankind, like "us", is inherently good, forego calling this place what we'd like and become…Continue
When two meet,
impetus gets multiplied.
The motions, of each,
come in to each the Other’s…
i won't share the disgusting details but cocoa is having some scary digestion issues. there are some streaks of red. she's had this before and it's resolved by the next day. but this is off and on for a few days now and...
so of course i called the Vet and they can see her tomorrow or i can just drop off a lovely sample.
this is scaring the shit out of me. i've been struggling since ella fitzgerald died in july. and cocoa is almost 10 years old. the poor girl. when she's quiet…Continue
(NOTE: I was originally going to post this on Open Salon. That was before I found out, quite by accident, that Open Salon was solid gone, daddy-o.)
I hate cigarettes. Of all the social drugs, tobacco has the least to offer. Let's review the most popular social drugs. Alcohol gets you drunk. Getting drunk…Continue
12 May 2014
Any boy who grew up in a time when boys wandered all around unsupervised and unregimented knows the pleasure of hanging around railroad tracks. Such a boy could never articulate the nature of that pleasure or the reasons for that pleasure. Neither can…Continue
ST. LOUIS, Mo. T.S. Eliot was a poetic giant whose masterpiece “The Waste Land” was described by fellow poet William Carlos Williams as “an atom bomb” that wiped out everything that came before it, but newly-discovered letters reveal a more down-to-earth side of the Nobel Prize winner.
Eliot: “I’ll bet you a Cherry Coke and a Nutty Buddy I can make that 7-10 split.”
“Eliot was very much a product of…Continue
It's been a beautiful day today - my almond and peach are blooming - I decided to walk across the old railroad bridge that's been converted into a walking and cycling bridge.
There were a lot of people who had the same idea -
Some preferred relaxing or…Continue
"The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings."
- Kathleen Kelly, "You've Got Mail"
Three weeks after the announcement that it was going, it seems like Open Salon is officially…Continue
Many will tell you that faith is utterly unnecessary for morality and that religion is therefore morally superfluous. But religions are not just about faith, they're also about communities, and community peer pressure is not morally superfluous at all (which is why Jews can be atheists and still considered Jews).
The ramifications of forgiveness go far deeper than I think we sometimes may realize. These are complex times. Nothing seems very simple any longer in this modern era. We are really often angered prior to understanding what others may well be offering us in the way of insight as to…Continue
YOU HAVE HEARD THE SAYS OPPORTUNITY IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER, IT'S TRUE IF WE TAKE THE TIME TO LISTEN TO THE KNOCK AT THE DOOR OF OUR MIND AND HEART. SUCCESS WALKS HAND IN HAND WITH OPPORTUNITY AND TOGETHER, THEY CARRY US THROUGH LIFE BUT REMEMBER SOMETIME ALONG THE WAY. WE JUMP OFF THE ROAD AND GET SIDETRACKED, BUT WHEN SUCCESS CALLED OR KNOCKS OR SHOWS ITSELF WE MUST SEE IT AND GRAB HOLD OF IT. JUST AS A JEWEL OR A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH, A LIGHTHOUSE TRYING TO GUIDE YOU IN…Continue
by Tommi Avicolli Mecca
“We have no need of a god, each of us is his own.”
Those words were sung in the mid-60s by a 16-year-old folksinger whose debut album shocked the nation with a song (“Society’s Child”) about interracial love. If you guessed Janis Ian, you’re right.
What most people probably don’t remember is her song “New Christ Cardiac Hero,” also on the same Lp, a declaration that her generation and mine were god-free, carefree and, as Sartre had said,…Continue
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On a recent morning, looking out a kitchen window, I saw a cardinal in my winter-ravaged garden. The sight instantly filled me with a vitality of feeling that paused me, poised me, suspended over time. That red knot of energy, that rubied spot of gladness, that pulsing heart amid the purgatorial gloom, recalled for me the bloom and color that had been driven…Continue
It wasn’t a campaign that Texas Senator Ted Cruz launched at Liberty University last week. It was a crusade, whose radical purpose and unsettling emptiness comes into stark relief when his vision for America is distilled to its essence:
“My father gave his life to Jesus Christ.....our rights don’t come from man….God Almighty……the purpose…Continue
This decade it's Psy and Gangnam style, but not so long the following artist had an equally infectious ditty that introduced "sampling" to a lot of folks as they wore out the dance floor.....
Saturday Night…: I checked my email when we got back and found that my younger brother Rick had found Roger Grey, our old friend from Houston, on Facebook, who was now living and working in Montana. We had a chuckle about that and toyed with the idea of moving our next reunion north. We opened more cigars and his fifth of Glenfiddich around five that evening and we dove back into talk and music. What we had to say to one another is unimportant…Continue