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The Passenger's View: Macropsia
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Thursday, December 10, 2009. Through a sliver in the blinds I peek,. One, the remnants of fire. Readying itself to retire,. Exiting with lazy evening purple. Farewell is offered to the other one,. Drifting in its paleness,. Shrouded in silken sari. She assumes her duty,. Governing the darkness in solitude. Howls of gratitude soar one by one. Come the primitive songs;. No crescent tonight, only crescendo. Against the blackened backdrop,. Showered with crystals,. She slides westward,. As it does tonight,.
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The Passenger's View: So How Was The Zoo?
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009. So How Was The Zoo? It was pretty much like it is everyday. Oh, you know. The caged residents gave us their usual display of half-baked affection. You have to catch them early, at least ten minutes before lunch. Once they're fed, they don't care much to do anything but loaf around, well out of sight from. Ever come across one of these displays of "affection" on your vehicle window? I have to say, though, this Mandrill didn't remind me of any. I Like Blogs Like.
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St. Paul’s Feminism and Rethinking Everything, Part 2: “…there is neither male nor female…” | maskil leDawid
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Meditations, supplications, lamentations, disputations. Laquo; St. Paul’s Feminism and Rethinking Everything, Part 1: Some Pseudo-Pauline Texts. St Paul’s Feminism and Rethinking Everything, Part 3: “…the husband does not have authority over his own body…”. St Paul’s Feminism and Rethinking Everything, Part 2: “…there is neither male nor female…”. July 31, 2009 by dmwilliams83. In my last post. The Temple of Augustus and Livia in Vienne, late 1st century BCE. Devotion to Rome and to Caesar. Archaeolo...
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The Passenger's View: Why God Made County Fairs
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Saturday, October 24, 2009. Why God Made County Fairs. Milky night skies over the city hall lawn. Where Homer and Hannah would sit for hours. Observing passersby and each other. And the rules that are set by moms and dads. Especially dads, for the boy could see. The man’s face in every ride attendant. As Homer and Hannah would sit for hours. Lines snaking around corners of each booth,. Dart throw and milk bottle, ball in basket,. The marks shelling out cold, gullible cash. October 25, 2009 at 2:56 PM.
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The Passenger's View: Horizon
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Thursday, October 1, 2009. How the shimmering waves increase at day's end. As the sun gives one last brush over the vast deep! Standing on the shore with a gaze of outward stretch. I contemplated that place where light and darkness meet. Horizon its name, that immovable ancient border. Where water forms a subtle crease with evening sky. The Light fades, and what was once clear to the eye. Becomes only a distant memory in the thick night,. Our minds engulfed in blackness, with no more. I live in Houston, ...
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The Passenger's View: Pomegranate on the Border
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009. Pomegranate on the Border. Glorious garment ahead,. Crippled soul enamored,. The soft edges inviting. My fear to touch. No casual series of threads. Blue, purple, scarlet,. Life of the mystery. Revealed to weary eyes,. I would taste what I see,. I come bearing fruit,. The naked, the hungry,. The empty –. For prompt #103 by the good folks at Read Write Poem. December 3, 2009 at 8:51 AM. December 3, 2009 at 9:05 AM. December 3, 2009 at 12:01 PM. Life of the mystery. This was al...
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The Passenger's View: Planet of the Peas
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009. Planet of the Peas. Unlike two peas in a pod,. Three’s a crowd. But add two more. And there’s a party of five. Now, a package of frozen peas. Would be nothing short of. An icy pea planet. And how would this planet. She might be hard. As she blends in quite well. With the pea peasant population. Her reign would include. All the pleasant trappings. Of power and prestige. There would even be. Sitting upon the tower. Just to keep the pea-ons. Just outside the pea kingdom,. Glad yo...
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The Passenger's View: Tai Chi 42 Forms
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Thursday, February 12, 2009. Tai Chi 42 Forms. I've been practicing Tai Chi in a local Kung fu training center for a few months. Progress has been slow but consistent. The chi feels quite strong in my hands, but the goal is to maximize its circulation throughout my entire upper torso as I go through the 42 forms. Here's an excellent video showing the routine from beginning to end. It makes me relaxed just watching it. She flows like water. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Like Blogs Like.
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The Passenger's View: Ripples
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Monday, December 21, 2009. Ask what your country can do for you;. Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask not what you can do-. Your country can do what you can’t do. Whatever you think you can do,. Your country can do that better than you;. So ask what your country can do for you. Countries are pretty neat–. They do stuff for people all the time! All you have to do is ask;. Go ahead, ask anyone. Your country can do things for you, yes,. All kinds of things your country can do. I pay, too, for you.
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The Passenger's View: When--
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Thursday, December 17, 2009. When summer turns to autumn, then to winter,. And life dissolves to death and gloomy gray,. When months have passed and solitude still lingers,. But hands are folded for another day;. When weddings, birthdays, grant you celebration,. Yet years reveal what truly lies beneath,. Your patience dies and leaves you no ambition,. And sorrow quickly calls out unbelief;. When wars break out and safety seems elusive,. Or terror leaves a chilling sense of fear,. At Read Write Poem, I am...
