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The Great Elsewhere: March 2013
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Sunday, March 31, 2013. The dawning of Easter marks the end of our self-imposed reflection on what is dark and painful in this world. The believers say that Easter frees them. The joy. The colors. The family. I feel burdened - burdened by faith in something I don't understand. Or maybe I do understand . Humans create God, humans kill man who says he's God, humans deify man they killed after they experience the depths to which his message can change their lives. The gen...
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The Great Elsewhere: May 2013
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Sunday, May 12, 2013. In The Crawl Spaces Of My Life. I crawled on my stomach under this house today - and I grasped what it means to be a mortal human. This house is intimidating, just by its sheer longevity. Sometime in the 1930s, we're told. We're not completely sure. The wood that supports it is cut from the center of centuries-old pine trees. They don't do that anymore. I'm down there because of the smell. Black spots on the support beams. The rusted pipe. It ...
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The Great Elsewhere: July 2012
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Tuesday, July 31, 2012. Keys look melted, when times worn them to stalagnites. New code of stone. Split vision, not a fantasy, an illusion, but unnecessary. Mountains of Busch call to higher lands, from where exlixir pours forth from the rim. A can of beer, underestimates what it is, the value assigned to just one, plucked divinely from the stack. Stop editing, it's perfefct in this double vision. You have every right to be scared. This man is empowered only by us.
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The Great Elsewhere: If Only I Had The Editing Skills
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Friday, November 22, 2013. If Only I Had The Editing Skills. What I wish I could see in this picture:. A French guy smoking a pipe and wearing a ridiculous beret is splayed across the wet floor, looking puzzled. Meanwhile, three other guys stand to the side. The American is in hunting camo attire and holding a Budweiser in his hand. The German is wearing lederhosen, drinking from a beer boot. The Mexican has a sombrero on his head and a Dos Equis. Not The New Scientist.
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The Great Elsewhere: October 2013
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Tuesday, October 29, 2013. For every measure of regret, I'd like to think she matched it - and more - with an implacable will. The will, then, would be strong. A family and its dog. This wasn't an easy 14 years. She was defiant. Yet so perpetually afraid. She was like a wild animal. The purple tongue. Abandoned and picked from the pound by pity and not breed. She snapped at the kids, but never hurt them. We feared her occasional escape. But cared for. And pitied. This ...
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The Great Elsewhere: November 2013
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Friday, November 22, 2013. If Only I Had The Editing Skills. What I wish I could see in this picture:. A French guy smoking a pipe and wearing a ridiculous beret is splayed across the wet floor, looking puzzled. Meanwhile, three other guys stand to the side. The American is in hunting camo attire and holding a Budweiser in his hand. The German is wearing lederhosen, drinking from a beer boot. The Mexican has a sombrero on his head and a Dos Equis. For you will be filled.
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The Great Elsewhere: April 2014
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Tuesday, April 01, 2014. How The Trolls Get Trolled By The Trolls Who Get Trolled On. It's been 14 years now. Things are different. No more Thomas the Tank Engine toys. No more smeared cake on the face. I can't think of a birthday more fitting for Asa than April Fool's Day. He's a comedian. Practical jokes. Anything for a laugh and to make somebody smile. It's wonderful how he's turned out. They talk about teenagers. This is fun. So he had this coming. But I know Asa.
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The Great Elsewhere: February 2013
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Tuesday, February 05, 2013. The Thing That Gets In The Way. So did Steve Jobs create the iPhone shotgunning Busch Lites? I'm glad somebody was on top of it. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Upstate, South Carolina. View my complete profile. Not The New Scientist. A Little Bit Rusty. Sometimes I Just Talk. Memoirs Of A Chokehold Romantic. Not So) Little Feat. I'm Okay, You're Okay. Floating In The Ether.
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The Great Elsewhere: Sonhood
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Sunday, May 10, 2015. I see it all around me today. Old photos and "thanks for making me who I am today.". I'm in a place neither here nor there, one of emptiness and guilt and mourning. Mourning for someone who is still alive. And I fear can only thank once she is no longer here. Taken by this current, down, I can only see the dissolving glow of light above. How warmly it must shine. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Upstate, South Carolina. View my complete profile.
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The Great Elsewhere: June 2015
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Life, Culture And Very Little Math. Tuesday, June 09, 2015. I'm going to swim way out, past the waves. Come with me.". To unimaginable expanse. To life. To uncertainty. And to desolation. To nowhere and everywhere. Come with me. Ride a wave. Back to shore. No, there is too much to explore.". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Upstate, South Carolina. View my complete profile. Not The New Scientist. A Little Bit Rusty. Sometimes I Just Talk. Memoirs Of A Chokehold Romantic. Not So) Little Feat.
