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RECORDING MOMENTS IN TIME


Karma
Pick a belief. With over 3,000 possibilities, everyone has one! Even if you maintain you don’t, that’s yours. There is room for everyone....
Jul 30, 2022


It's Complicated
It’s not a new phrase but recently an expression I hear repeatedly. Yada, yada, yada, “it’s complicated.” Politicians explaining...
Jul 23, 2022


Been There Done That
How do you define a cult? A cult is a group or movement held together by a shared commitment to a charismatic leader or ideology. It has...
Jul 16, 2022


Exhausting
My schedule is empty, nothing to be done… watching TV wondering what to do. I think I’ll train for a marathon, I could do that. Can’t be...
Jul 9, 2022


Cigar Box
I imagine that under a bed, where dust bunnies hangout, or in the bottom drawer of an aging dresser, or possibly in the top of the closet...
Jun 25, 2022


Squirreled Away for Posterity
I am on a quest to unclutter my living space and mind. Why? To remove the unneeded stuff (to Tommy’s relief) and quiet the Voices In My...
Jun 20, 2022


"We Are Better Than This"
After every tragedy victims or advocates seeking solace will proclaim, “We are better than this.” I fear this is not true. I wish this...
Jun 12, 2022


My Two Birthdays
Every year I celebrate two Birthdays. The first on May 3rd. Born in 1949, I am now seventy-three. Here by chance: Sperm transportation...
Jun 4, 2022


NEVER Open the Door...
Lockdown, lockdown, code. Could be practice or real. Procedures diligently adhered to without hesitation. Check hallway for wanderers...
May 25, 2022


Daisy, pt. 2
Humans, so routine bound. Between the bedroom he has turned on the TV, lower the volume, turn on the Medify Air to filter the air,...
May 21, 2022


Daisy, pt. 1
Mom is sleeping, calm. Dad is sleeping, spinning like a top. I watch Golf on TV growling should a four-legged animal appear. Some nights...
May 15, 2022


Minimalist
I often hear the Voices In My Head silently declare, what a mess. Stuff collected over the years, filling spaces now covered with dust...
May 10, 2022


To the Right March
Each week we met on the “Parade Field” to practice drills. Attention, at ease, Right (Left) face, to the Right (Left) march, Forward...
Apr 23, 2022


The Year 1968
Freshman and sophomore students were required to take Reserve Officers’ Training Corps (ROTC). A college program to prepare young adults...
Apr 16, 2022


Reincarnation
Reincarnation, poppycock. Transmigration, some religions yes, others no. Can both be correct? The belief that your non-physical essence,...
Apr 9, 2022


Interestingly Enough
It’s “interesting” a term used by politicians, news media, experts, pundits, artists, authors, researchers, historians, CEOs, military...
Apr 3, 2022


It Is Best
In my heart, a competitor, in my head a collaborator, in reality, a loner. I seek to win, to master essential skills, to put forth my...
Mar 26, 2022


Never a Stitch
For years I boasted, never a broken bone, never a stitch. Playing basketball, volleyball, working ten-hour days, with “youngsters” in to...
Mar 19, 2022


First Felt Like An Adult?
I do not remember, perhaps never? As weird as this may seem, sometimes feel when out late, driving home after dark. I get the impression...
Mar 12, 2022


College Life and Choices
University of Arizona, College of Architecture, Tucson, Arizona. It was nearby and, as a resident, inexpensive. The only real question,...
Mar 6, 2022
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