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These Are The Days
These are the days a creative type person hopes for. Quiet house, no impending items on my itinerary, just me, my drive, and reaching for the distant star of my dreams. The puppies are playing in the yard, I’m spinning some choice vinyl and sitting at my newly updated Windows computer with a fresh cup…
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Never Trust “Trust Me”
Sometimes you want to hear something so bad that you will believe it even when you know it’s a lie. It’s the liars who say trust me. When someone says, “I don’t play the name game,” they are full of it. People who are honest are willing to earn trust. People who don’t manipulate through…
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Christmas, it’s near.
I hear the grumblings. Seems that people are not happy to have the Holiday season’s big day overshadowing the smaller holidays. The marketing machine and retail outlets roll out Christmas right around the same time that Halloween decorations start to appear. People put themselves in debt to buy gifts for their people. And so many…
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The Gaping Maw of the Abyss
The darkness is a beast. Swallowing light it consumes all vision. Fat from the extinguishing of flames, he waits. Fathomless and with no end, the monster roams the abyss. The monarch of Oblivion knows only appetite and those who teeter on its boundaries become nourishment. We burn against the gaping maw of the abyss, our…
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Outrage: Does It Burn Calories?
Outrage is the new craze. That word is tossed about so frequently you may mistake the word for a friendly greeting. One’s left to ponder the blustery benefits of offenses to one’s sensibilities. Is it that once affront lights on the moral hegemony, the need to promulgate aids in reducing bad cholesterol? Is there some…
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Blanketed, The Earth Dreams of Spring
Snow has fallen here in Ohio. It’s unwelcome early return has me thinking of the green splendor of spring. The achy joints and turbulent commutes arrive with the frozen rain and I dream of the white sands and yellow suns hanging over the breaking waves. The day will come when I awake from dreams of…