Gratitude

I have so much for which to be grateful and it’s all too easy to let it languish in the background as the negative presses its relentless battle against the positive. So I’m taking a moment to celebrate.

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Process of Elimination #5

You can not imprison my imagination in your top 100 list. Or limit my choices with fashion. I am capable of more complex thought than your latest blockbuster, your hit series, your online poll could ever hope to inspire, even in your wettest marketing dreams.

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I Know Nothing

… more and more I understand that I shift and blend like sand and the patterns I draw on my beach cannot be permanent or I cease to be a beach and become more like those strange lacquered sandcastles that populate gift shops — frozen and removed from my source.

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Life Just Is

When I look at the Enemy I see him eating breakfast. I see him looking at the stars. I see him finally deciding to hell with it and taking a nap in the afternoon. I see him holding his head in his hands, crying over the blood and the cruelty and the indifference. And when he raises his head, wipes his eyes and looks at me, I hope he sees the same thing.

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