Category Archives: Freedom

Rebirth in the Heat

The heat wave is impending Surely, inevitably, I suppose It’s exhausting, the thought of it, Its dominion Its sway The Sun, though, is the real culprit Beautiful and dread, its rays Filling me with Life Love Longing Promise and possibility … Continue reading

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Community is the Answer

Capitalism vs. Socialism. One of the on-going arguments this political season, or probably any political season. The idea that it has to be one or the other, black or white seems to fundamentally miss the point. The answers certainly lie … Continue reading

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The Care Bucket ( a bit of repost but feeling it today)

I don’t care. Sounds like such a heartless thing to say, doesn’t it? But you see what I usually mean when I say this is that I don’t have capacity to care about said topic (not to be confused with … Continue reading

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Five Steps to Letting Go: Dummies Guide

“Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind.” I’ve seen his quote or others like it all over the Web recently. I guess the sentiment is supposed to be all Zen like. It’s hard to … Continue reading

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Standing on the Shoulders of Giants

A lot of chatter out there recently about Led Zeppelin being sued for stealing the intro to Stairway to heaven from a 1960s band called Spirit. Lots of “experts” weighing in on just how stolen the piece may or may … Continue reading

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Without Doubt

I lack doubt. It might seem strange to just blurt this out but I don‘t inherently doubt. Once I started to think about that this lack of doubt it began to pop up everywhere. I tend to believe in the … Continue reading

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The Devil is in the Ice Cream

Despite the chill in the air Silky, smooth rivulets of cream Slide between my fingers that Clutch the sugar cone. My palm feels the ticklish, sticky Drip, drip onto my shirt, my shoes The unappreciative cold sidewalk. My eyes moisten … Continue reading

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