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Obsidian Blooms: Election Day is Here!
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Tuesday, November 8, 2016. Election Day is Here! Over the weekend, I carefully and scrupulously read over my Voter’s Guide from Washington State, completed the lengthy ballot, then emailed it back for tabulation in this quadrennial exercise of participatory democracy. Emailing got me in before the deadline, but my votes won’t actually be counted until my paper ballot is received later this week through the mail, properly signed and dated. In Washington State, the Initiative movement has been very strong,...
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Obsidian Blooms: September 2016
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Monday, September 26, 2016. How is this Trump Thing even Possible? It really concerns and worries me that Trump is doing as well as he is in the polls, and that Hillary is struggling as she is. It causes me to worry about the character, insight and values of the American electorate. But looking at Donald Trump, even supposing that one feels strongly about the "Republican values" he supports, how can one not be troubled by the character and personal values of the man? I've been asking myself what the expl...
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Obsidian Blooms: July 2016
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Friday, July 22, 2016. Fear and Ignorance: Passed On, and On, and On. Guilt is pretty useless, isn’t it? Black Lives matter. Blue Lives matter. Are these really opposing statements? Or are they merely forced into opposition by our stubborn insistence that to take up one means you are senseless to, or even in opposition to the other? Or, worse yet, does our pain – whichever side we’re on – cause us to celebrate the pain of the other? Are the only worthy humans the ones who think and act exactly like us?
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Obsidian Blooms: October 2016
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Tuesday, October 4, 2016. Coming Into The Kefar. Emmah Kaninah, 96 and Abbah Avraham, 92 (9'16). Emmah and friends on the Kefar (9'16). Kids on the Kefar (9'16). In so many ways, life here is as it ought to be. And it makes me wonder at the extent of what most of us have sacrificed for our modernism and ‘progress’. Rofe Amadyah's Cactus Garden on the Kefar (9'16). Links to this post. Sunday, October 2, 2016. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Yes, even molten glass can blossom.
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Obsidian Blooms: December 2015
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Thursday, December 31, 2015. The workday is over, the day fades, and the long, busy year passes into memory. And what happens to it there? Does it merely fade? I know that it changes shape as well, as some things fade from importance, and others grow in significance. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Yes, even molten glass can blossom. Favorite Posts from the Past. View my complete profile. Set OneZeroSix - 21 November 2016. Millay Colony for the Arts. Finding hope, strength and courage.
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Obsidian Blooms: Donald Tweet
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Monday, September 5, 2016. Can there really be so many thinking Americans who believe Trump has any of the intelligence, the character, the interpersonal skill to occupy the office of President? Apparently there are, and that scares the hell out of me. But even more frightening is the vast number of people who must know how unqualified he is, but who will vote for him anyway, excusing their action with the claim that Clinton is no better. Will enough of us acknowledge that as unhappy as we may be with th...
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Obsidian Blooms: How is this Trump Thing even Possible?
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Monday, September 26, 2016. How is this Trump Thing even Possible? It really concerns and worries me that Trump is doing as well as he is in the polls, and that Hillary is struggling as she is. It causes me to worry about the character, insight and values of the American electorate. But looking at Donald Trump, even supposing that one feels strongly about the "Republican values" he supports, how can one not be troubled by the character and personal values of the man? I've been asking myself what the expl...
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Obsidian Blooms: February 2016
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Friday, February 5, 2016. It’s a most unexpected discovery: commuting as an organizing principle of life. And unexpectedly, commuting has carved out a partial solution to all of this, and I find myself embracing it. He main worry I had facing my current commute was having to conform to a schedule. I’m a late night person, and a late riser. I’m not very fond of clocks and alarms and, no, I’m not the most punctual person you’ll meet – and I’ve very much enjoyed t...From where I live in Hamilton, there are ...
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Obsidian Blooms: December 2016
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Monday, December 5, 2016. It seems that whenever I write, the contradictions of my life find their way onto the page. I can’t escape the realities of my living, and all the ways it strays from what I know is true, what I believe is possible, and what I feel is right. And have a public life? Is this what’s held me up all these years? Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Yes, even molten glass can blossom. Favorite Posts from the Past. View my complete profile. Set OneZeroSix - 21 November 2016.
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Obsidian Blooms: April 2016
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Friday, April 29, 2016. Glimpsing Death.on a Near Horizon. I feel like I’ve showered in pure water. No residue. No need for drying. Or for clothes. I will be embraced. Wrapped inside the day and the hour, eventually brought home again. The day is long. The day revolves around the day, and around me and my thoughts that cannot be contained. And why should they be. The world isn’t a closed vessel. It spills endlessly. We are creatures meant to spill out and to spill in. Links to this post. I can’t re...
