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Farewell, my feline friend!
We said goodbye to our big buddy, our Cornish Rex cat named Merlin, who died in my arms a little while ago. Watching death is never easy (I have a deep appreciation for people working in hospitals and...
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Returning to centre
For several years, I had meditated upon the quietude of life on the edge of a forest. I had personally celebrated seasonal events, recording them here, such as tree leafing, flower blooming and...
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A dose of three quarks daily
We praise competition, but practice merger and monopoly…. We praise business organization but condemn and prevent labor organization…. We give heavier and more certain sentences to bank robbers than to...
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My wife’s family memories
Where are your family memories stored? For my wife, they’re kept in many places, not just in the synaptical, neuronic electrochemical impulses of a single central nervous system. Some are stored here,...
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Have you overcome the concepts of conscious and subconcious conscientiously?
A wren calls out in the backyard at 0630 this morning, making danger calls likes the ones it calls out when I open the garage door and walk out on the driveway. Without my hearing aids, I would no...
View ArticleYou/me/us are gods
That’s right. No longer must we depend on our forebears to provide us our origin stories. From social media comes the creation myths and legends now. I created my own through personal poems, short...
View ArticleJust chilling but no longer on ice
While these words are placed here, the one who is writing the words in sequence is part of the words so should “I” step out from behind them and write a personal blog entry or a third-person story? I...
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The self-centred “I” does not exist, a journey one took from age five on, a journey one understood would test one’s determination, knowing one can, like Pinocchio, wander off a path, get pulled into...
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They weren’t speaking to me, I know it. Although fear of social failure drives me to believe so, when I inquire as to whether generic comments others make, in person or on social media, are directed at...
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