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Friday, November 16, 2007

Gym is the New Church

Sunday morning while on the eliptical at planet fitness all around me were fellow worshippers of the flesh pounding and grinding glued to digital readouts like silent hymns Jerry, Martha and Dr. Phil on TV monitors they're the new priests casting their nets to catch our offerings of sweat 7/22/06 Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 15, 2007

The Enchantment of Fireflies

When they appear in the heart of summer a thrill pulses through my veins awakening the child within LOOK! The fireflies are out!! They swarm and dance swirling satellites of flashing random lights against the moist blackness of night According to Phyllis, fireflies are not in everyones' yards Even... Sign in to see full entry.

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And Once There Were Beatniks

Recipe for a beatnik stew: berets bongos poetry incense candles and most of all... COURAGE to speak the TRUTH no matter what Sign in to see full entry.

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Waiting for a UFO

If it takes a lifetime I will wait others have seen them and I BELIEVE that one day they will be as commonplace as the telephone What is there to be afraid of? We probably seem like cavemen to them anyway still throwing rocks and puffing out our chests wrapped up in our bodies Remember when everyone... Sign in to see full entry.

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For All the Fallen Soldiers

For all the fallen soldiers who died in foreign lands with names like Iraq and Afghanistan For all the wives, mothers, sisters fathers and brothers now scarred a whole generation of childrens' lives now marred We offer our hearts' comfort and prayers of forgiveness No one knows the depth of their... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Melting Snows of Fuji

Melting Snows of Fuji If you are fortunate enough to come around the bend in Zushi and witness the splendour of Fuji on a clear day Then you know your gasp is a testimony to one of Mother Nature's finest creations. As you drive along your eyes feast on the magnitude of its size, how the view becomes... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 11, 2007

How Books Come to Us

How Books Come to Us Some of us don't look for books they find us Just like today in Montpelier Rivendell Books a magnet for souls Collected Poems, Allen Ginsberg 1947-1997 no hesitation and 25% off at that What was I doing ten years ago? To think I might have brushed against him on the El and never... Sign in to see full entry.

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the gift is this: the poem writes itself. i am just the instrument and sensory recorder in this universe of divine intelligence. what a wondrous world!

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