The words were ordinary enough, and to my mind there was in them something so hortatory that I almost smiled.

When so much has been written about Charles Strickland, it may seem unnecessary that I should write more.

Yet now few will be found to deny his greatness.

I confess that when first I made acquaintance with Charles Strickland I never for a moment discerned that there was in him anything out of the ordinary.

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Platitude

When we realize just what it is we despise the clouds recognize everything we miss.

The color purple can smell like Avocados.

Just had really good recording session. I can't wait for the world to hear our stuff. But all in due time.

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No president can cure us. We must cure ourselves.

Watching Portlandia. Freakin' hilarious!

Easy Enchilada Recipe

Easy Enchilada Recipe

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Abandon ego, abandon rubbish

Ego states have mortified plain souls. Diametrically vain clothes.

Truth is a factual ceremony. Surrounded by candles. Surrendered to dreamers.

Sum ego sum. Somebody left alone flings mud then eats rubbish. Mouthfuls of carniverous altitudes.

Farm implements and rutabagas in a landscape

And the days go by. And the weeks stay dry. When it all comes close to meaning we lose sight of feeing.

I just want to be myself and nothing else. If that's not good enough for society than society can suck it.

Helping mom and sis move. I think I sprained a hemi.

Charismatically

Charismatically

Week Break Writer

I took a week long break from writing my novel. It was starting to get on my nerves. But eventually the act of not writing began to irk me as well. So last night I plunged back into my novel. I'm beginning to notice how much the process of writing has become an integral part of who I am. Of course, most of what I write makes very little sense to me while I am writing it but then once it has been written it usually makes sense out of itself. Sounds a bit paradoxical but it is the truth.



The main character of my novel could be classified as a protagonist. But in actuality he is more of an unfettered thinker.

Miscellaneous

We are not flesh. We are molecules, neurons, electrons. Always evolving, always flowing.

''If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher.'' - A. Lincoln

Plenty have been replicated and validated. Quantum Entanglement, Quantum Entanglement, Quantum Entanglement!

Watching Through the Wormhole. Lots of scientific proof coming forth that validates our interconnectedness with everyone & everything. :-)

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This is a paradox.

Something or other.

I AM THE GREAT CORNHOLIO!

Was contemplating the nature of reason. Too many paradoxes revealed themselves and wished to be dissected.

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Happy New Year to All!!