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Friday, September 8, 2006

Memoirs of Uncertainty

The reason I once ran has now become the reason for remaining behind. In doing so, the uncertainty of why I ran begins to unfurl itself, as sundrops on a summer morn; When did all this confusion start, and did it all stem from the notion that certainty was attainable through becoming something other... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 7, 2006

The Breath of Impermanence

The idealistic scaffolding upon which we base our existence is tenuous at best. Do we not assume that such things are permanent, even though something as simple as a question can completely restructure it? Permanence merely describes a thing that lasts a little longer than that which surrounds it.... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 6, 2006

The Vestment

Each minute, a manner of dress is selected, which is either stately and elegant or dishabille. We present this dress to others, and expect them to see us exactly as we have chosen to be presented. The irony is that our divestment of regalia will remain so long as we believe that another has chosen... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 5, 2006

The Mirror of Perpetuity

Are we merely automatons, who wander among convention? Or, do we dare to step into the void of aloneness, shadowed only by our own reflection as it is cast upon the waters of stillness? Look into the eyes of God, veiled by the appearance of His abandonment. He delights at your discovery that He was... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 4, 2006

The Doomsday Cult

We passed by their hovel, my cousin and I; it was a strange, A-frame affair, with narrow windows and a somber appearance. Written on it with spray paint were words meant to inspire dread in those who were foolish enough not to heed their ominous warnings. I wondered silently if they would make an... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 3, 2006

Sam Reilly Brandt Turns 5 Today

My first son. I was in denial the whole time Brandee was pregnant. "I have a little more time," I would say to myself. We went to a huge flea market on Sept.1, and she started having cramps about a mile downhill from the truck. I imagined myself having a heart attack carrying her so far uphill just... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 2, 2006

The Last Good-bye

I was busily washing my truck that December afternoon, when she came walking up. She had always stood back and let me work, patiently waiting with a loving expression. I had even taken her into the woods to cut trees, because of this wonderful trait. She was protective in this way, which was very... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 1, 2006

A Broken Man

I always liked to think that Dad and I shared a special bond. Thinking back, I now see that we helped each other in ways that remain to this day dimly comprehensible. It was a cold and blustery February day. I tucked my hands into my jacket, and folded it around me as I approached the nursing home.... Sign in to see full entry.

What Makes a Good Writer?

I used to be under the impression that skill was the key to becoming a great writer. Memorizing words, parsing sentences, using quips and little known idioms, and forming limpid pictures have been my aim for over a decade. Along the way, I lost the heart of the matter, which made my writing sterile... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

What's Wrong With the Truth?

Tell the truth, and one is immediately in danger of being a pariah. Moreover, there exists a tide of acrimony that readily sweeps over the least amount of perceived opposition to its movement. Is the desire for acceptance so strong as to keep the truth hidden? Where would I be without my clique?... Sign in to see full entry.

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