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Protected: Inspiration Point

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Derealization

Posted on October 29, 2013 by

I hate that feeling when you don’t know what to do with yourself; when you’re alone, and there’s plenty to do, but you don’t do any of it because all of it seems foreign, like you just walked into a … Continue reading →

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Showered and Blue-Blazered…

Posted on August 17, 2013 by

I hate the early morning, and the ugly light of sunrise; it’s the harbinger of meticulously knotted ties, and thick black, bitter drinks. I hate the way I speak, as if everything is important; everything is funny, everything is fine. … Continue reading →

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A Note to My Love on the Day of My Death

Posted on July 26, 2013 by

I fear the permanent silence that comes when death loosens the knots of life, and we slip into the undiscovered country. I fear that hole in my heart knowing that it’s something that can never be repaired; that absolution is … Continue reading →

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A Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Posted on June 28, 2013 by

I was supposed to make a grand entry today, but I was preoccupied with the care of my friend who is recovering from reconstructive surgery as a result of a serious injury. I have left him in the care of … Continue reading →

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A Quote by Marina Tsvetaeva

Posted on May 5, 2013 by

Here’s a great little quote that I found while reading an old issue of “Poetry: Volume 199, Number 6 (March 2012).” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To love – is to see a man as God intended him, and his parents failed to make … Continue reading →

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My New Life

Posted on January 19, 2013 by

Most people haven’t yet read what I’m about to post, so I’m posting it here on the primary page of my blog. I didn’t think to post it here until this morning when a beautiful and intelligent writer friend of … Continue reading →

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Writer’s Block

Posted on December 18, 2012 by

I’ve been struggling for days to come up with a post for you all that will yield some benefit, or help you in your philosophical endeavors, but as of late I am completely without inspiration. Frankly, my heart and mind … Continue reading →

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The Stillness That Night Brings

Posted on November 24, 2012 by

It’s the night that I find most dreadful. When all the billboards peddling beer, and undressed women stop speeding by; when the frantic rhythm of footsteps slow, and the seemingly implacable ringing of telephones stop; when you stop looking ahead, … Continue reading →

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Scrap of paper

Posted on November 21, 2012 by

I’ve been trying to channel my negative feelings into a more creative outlet. Here’s a scrap of paper that I scribbled down recently. I’ll work on it some more and try to develop the idea a bit, but here’s the … Continue reading →

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