A question of context, perhaps perspective; maybe a journey through the unwinding impact writing can have: the calm sea at which the stream of consciousness ends having started on a harsh, craggy mountain side . . . Or maybe it’s nothing so dramatic as that and instead just a pondering on whether things were in fact better or worse in the old days.
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And what’s more it comes in poetic form!
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A.k.a. the vain atheist’s prayer.
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Contemplating the origin of teaching in abstract poetic form.
With thanks to Andrea Piacquadio for use of the header image (alt text; a teacher with an open book, looks to the class while pointing at a chalk board).
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Influenced by numerous friends’ belief in angels, despite the no-longer-so-little cherubs also being their teenaged children.
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I wrote this while celebrating 420 Day; maybe I should’ve left it there? Continue reading →
The following is founded in truth. If it were not, there’d be no basis or reason for its potentially offensive nature. Many aspects, though, have been changed to protect the guilty. As for the guilty, well, it’s all a matter of perspective.
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alt text: a picture of Earth taken from space, the lower part of the planet eclipsed in darkness.
A verse about us.
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Written when the snow was but a forecast on the TV . . . Continue reading →
An absurdity of words.
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