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cap’s stuck to the back end of this scribbling pen if I try to close it if I try to separate them out the whole thing falls apart I suppose I should just leave it out now leave it to risk of...

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it’s easy to fall in love at the airport on a layover between places in limbo literally the in-between place between death and life if you’re a generic mystic between heaven and hell if...

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pet ownership is just a conversation where if there is any kind of clear confirmation it turns out that you’re crazy then again so is religion and th...

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thirty-something years old although running on a sixth-sense of feeling on some fourth or fifth lifetime on the seventh or eighth timeline fourteenth fifteenth chance to try that’s because I...

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we were born with minds and bodies prepared for jungles and for caves not information highways and mass graves at best adapted to be hunter-gatherers shaman and women campfire blatherers it ...

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The bad news is that you were not made for any particular fate destiny or purpose. The good news is that the world is big enough where you can find a purpose that fits you. ...

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sharing words, sharing time sharing song, maybe making a dime these are the reasons I’m still alive in hospital bed that I didn’t die or wreck out on the four-oh-five hit by...

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You are a work-in-progress. You are a reaction to your stimuli. You’re not betraying yourself by changing. You’re not betraying anyone. You are becoming yourself. You have...

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smelling things is the internet for dogs sticking their heads out of car windows is a high-speed connection it’s a DSL login at least a dog sniffer linkup cable internet is easy for them t...

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You can’t rely on begging heroes or leaders to change things anymore. They may be compromised. They may be exhausted. They might have death threats hanging over their grand kids. They...

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Perfection’s only perfect for a second. Perfection will always stagnate. Perfection in the mirror expires before it even sees its own reflection. Perfect’s ...

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talk about the need puttin’ down the seed hopin’ for a future where we all can feed goin’ to the field workin’ for the yield the rich gonna try to steal so our lips are sealed some of us are...

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The Logan Act enacted January 30th, 1799 Statue 613 Title 18 of the United States Code Section 953 Any citizen of the United States for example failed real-estate developer Donald J. Trump ...

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poor Arnold Potter we don’t share alma mater in some ways we share even more even though birth of mine nineteen-seventy-nine and his was in eighteen-oh-four I in hospital halls of the L...

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the outer boroughs are an ouroboros eating their own tail a near-endless cycle of which is the most hip over-priced neighborhood outside of Manhattan eating each other and themselves up ...

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she made the mistake once of saying it under her breath of calling the man and his dog “junkies” but the man known for his drug-filled rages the man with the giant loyal consta...

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this life is a rock tumbler for our consciousness for our souls if you’re into that word I’m not into that word, myself it reduces all the random mystery down to some hippy-dippy magic reduc...

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when I started talking cholesterol medicine I noted the generic name “Atorvastatin” realizing that it sounded like the name of an NPR on-air personality “Atorva Statin, for Marketplace” you...

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Mr. A had an utter disdain for fools Mr. B looked upon fools with detached bemusement Mr. C tried his best to ignore the existence of fools altogether Mr. D bade fools to rise out of fo...

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the pretty brunette who works at the toll booth sometimes she thinks that I’m flirting with her she thinks so, I know it there’s an amused but dismissive laugh when I say “thank you, ha...

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there’s a part of us always in mourning there’s a part of us always rejoicing the more peace you can make with both the better chance that you have of focusing on the good things of releas...

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solitude itself a kind of offering to the angry gods of loneliness in hopes when you leave your hermitage you won’t have to be alone anymore or at least for a little while we soak up our ...

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that goddamn cudgel “faith” the makers of war machines and wars forever force faith into our hands then push our arms over our heads bash our skulls in while all the while ...

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after the fall of Rome at the end of Pax Romana a succession of increasing insignificant rump states carried on in vain parading around the empire’s name as if the moniker itself w...

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the crossroads is where the shoppers stop to gossip the crossroads is where the bluesmen sell their souls the crossroads is where the weary lose their bearings the crossroads is where the whor...

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