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booK of liarS
I close my eyes trying to dream of something better than this anything true, a slightly bruised honesty would do Maybe it’s because nothing feels safe anymore So I close my eyes and dream of distant...
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Sleeping the Hemingway
There is a speck of truth to this Hemingway quote for yours truly. I’m thinking for everyone else as well. I do love my sleep and the thought of turning off the invisible faucet still dripping with...
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Lumbricus Terrestris
I am not, I repeat, not a morning person. Never have been, never will. Ask my wife. Ask my kids. Hell, ask Bill the conductor on the 6:30am train I take into Boston. He checks my ticket and says,...
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Malarky Monday 12
This week it’s all about jpegs. Jpeg Mania, if you will. Welcome to another Malarky Monday where we all get a chance to tickle your funny bone and expand your views of the wonders of the internet. For...
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Cross
It is during this time of the year that I generally go into an emotional cocoon; my own kind of hibernation and self preservation mode. December 1st until January 2nd, my internal sensors (censors) go...
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Just a short video regarding the immeasurable distance internet technology has achieved.Australia is a millisecond away but downloads can make us weep.I love this video for many reasons.Maybe because I...
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Under the Bluebell Tree
There are several things I do know about my nocturnal comings and goings. I dream in vivid color, for one thing. Not just fundamental colors either. My synapses and neurotransmitters treat me to a 4th...
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Sad Song
I feel like a sad song One that feels as I do right now no rhyme, no reason; just overcrowded staves of emotional chromaticism making no sense; no reason, no rhyme I feel like a sad song One that...
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Cairns & Innisfail
I am saying serious prayers tonight for a country I have yet to visit. If you’ve heard about the tropical cyclone Yasi, you will know what I’m talking about. This nasty monster has morphed into a cat...
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Cry for Her
As a crescent butter moon sets and the soul searing sun of the morning rises into an indigo sky the days and nights endlessly bleed into one another like so many forgotten dreams creating one sad and...
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