Category: blog
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What’s going on?
I am very pleased to say that there is a visible flurry of activity going on right now, if you know where to look. I have started a new website to represent the new project, and I by no means am abandoning this. I mean, I could be accused of having abandoned it a long…
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Collision clouds are gathering, as a contest entry
Contest Entry “Collision?” “oh, I believe it’s inevitable now” with that the professor, stood up, and bowing once, swiftly left the stage completely ignoring the repeated, almost anguished… calls for him to stay Round # 15: The Word is “Our epoch is a time of tragic collision between matter and spirit and of the downfall…
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Newton’s Nightly Nooky
Poetry dice source the contest post late, late, out driving late leaning on my learner’s plate the eye in the sky “can’t be looking for me mate” skin like ice “”we’re not on the sly” but that’s always a roll of the dice in a hidden police state hanging on every clock face’s words Old…
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The Myth of Sisyphus, (chapter four) Albert Camus
found at http://dbanach.com/sisyphus.htm The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor. If one…
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¡qué guay es tener plan!
you may be wondering why you don’t see more of me, and more of my art? or maybe just what the hell happened? you may very well not be wondering that, but now that I have said it, it must have crossed your mind. I hope I can provide an interesting enough…
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how to move forward from where you are
you’re going to drop your goal of 1000 words per day, ’cause you haven’t done them so far. And I agree! Funny enough I am planning to do the same. I move the writing from first thing to last thing (of the day) and back again, but still haven’t done 100% Hopefully, my new goal of…
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these are the silent years
they will go deep, never weep never weep, with apologies to Robinson Jeffers and his poems These are the falling years, They will go deep, Never weep, never weep. With clear eyes explore the pit. Watch the great fall With religious awe. as read in this fascinating article on The Dark Mountain Project Loved it enough…
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another day past, passed the new start
I am doing stuff all day everyday, or very nearly, but I am trying to do too much. The following is part of the reason I have this many dogs. Long story, partially told here, here and here, although certainly not concisely or fully. Also I notice that they are very old posts, and now there’s…
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well, once again a new start
no excuses or explanations. I’m still here, still teetering on the brink of the most absolute ruin, but on the up and up, as you can see demonstrated by the fact that I am once more writing here. there will be more, but I’ll need to save often as it is (lightly)…
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words ‘n’ things
Words are not my thing! I mean they are and they aren’t. I write fabulous speeches and polished blog posts in my head as I walk around, but I sit down at the buzzing box and it all dries up. And that’s just the surface problem. I have always found words tricky. I have consumed…