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Tuesday, September 19, 2006

A Moment of Splendor

It sits amongst its towering neighbors, content to let them gather most of the light in return for protection from the elements. Its leaves blend in with the others in such a way that they are mostly indistinguishable. Yet, when the days shorten sufficiently and a cool breeze begins to stir, these... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Self-Sabotage

I fear the very thing that promises liberation, solely because it brings me into uncharted territory; My mind has become institutionalized, as a prisoner who grows used to the comfort of his prison cell; Yet, the cell is of my own making, and the bars I have fashioned through the constant effort to... Sign in to see full entry.

My Apology

For all of my good friends and associates who were lured into reading yesterday, due to sympathy or in hopes of seeing me leave, let me apologize. I was demonstrating a point. I care much more for the people behind the reading much more than getting them to read. I was on-line maybe twenty minutes... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Why I'm Leaving This Place

I am sick and tired of all the bullshit. Got your attention? It's time for the switch. Maybe I'll talk about my petty accomplishments, or if you're still listening, maybe I'll get in a barb on a particular person without mentioning names. This marketing tactic is called 'bait and switch', and it is... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Wild Abandon

Convince me not to look, and looking will consume me. Shelter my ears, and I shall investigate the matter with unmatched attentiveness. Shield me from pain, and I will victimize my associates. Wantonness is created through deprivation. For my nature is ever to be free, and my purpose is to... Sign in to see full entry.

The Proselyte

Appearing entranced by his repetitious ritual, the proselyte rants in archaic language and shakes his book at the sky. His intention is to inure himself, in order to condemn the world with impunity. Lurking beneath the surface is a miasma of self-doubt and self-loathing that has found temporary... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Catch Me, If You Can

Slow to become cognizant, the form of knowing shifts and moves about as the shadow of a tree dancing upon the earth; Its claimants are left rummaging through the maze of remembrance, with the certainty that the past is yet alive and somehow beyond itself; Oh, how the demands placed upon reality play... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Deuces

My pulse and respirations quickened not from the run, but from sheer excitement. I had lent an ear to the sound that drowned out all ambient noise moments earlier. I knew it immediately: an F-100 Turbofan Afterburner being revved up and readied for takeoff. Very soon the sky would be agog with a... Sign in to see full entry.

The Coffin Flag

Sam was only eight days old. Our country was under seige. I can remember the surge of uncertainty and the wave of fear that struck our own community. Then the flags started coming out. I owned my dad's coffin flag. It sat folded in a case in my office. It was 4' x 8'. The thought crossed my mind to... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

An Exercise in Futility

Querulous thoughts give rise to a perceived threat. I find myself looking for validation instead of questioning whether or not it is even real. What I search for I will invariably find. The question I ask myself is, "Can I convince you of your culpability?" I use my skills for evil, weaving a... Sign in to see full entry.

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