Tag: Thoughts
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Poetry from the Vault
It is precisely the sort of thing I am always trying to do in my writing – to present my unhappy reader with a wide-ranged chaos – of actions and reactions, thoughts, memories and feelings – in the vain hope that at the end he will see that the whole thing represents only one moment,…
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Father
he said ‘my absence is strong and warm. it will hold you. it will teach you how to miss. how to be without. and how to survive anyway.’ -how my father raised me –Nayyirah Waheed I blinked and suddenly 6 months passed since my last writing. Not for lack of material per se, but rather…
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A Book Unread
“The fifth angel sounded his trumpet, and I saw a star that had fallen from the sky to the earth. The star was given the key to the shaft of the Abyss.” –Revelation, 9:1 A very short post for tonight, but one that needs writing as the dream that came to me this past Friday…
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The Thread
“I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.” –Khalil Gibran Lately I have found myself quite often turning to the works of Khalil Gibran. There is something in his writing, the way he experienced life and emotion, that…
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A Life Lived in Flowers
“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him, the stars.” –Victor Hugo, Les Misérables “Mommy, why do flowers have to die?” I was a bit taken aback by such a big question coming from such a little person. But then…
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Mourning in the Digital Age (pt. 3/3)
I cannot say, and I will not sayThat he is dead- . He is just away!With a cheery smile, and a wave of the handHe has wandered into an unknown land,And left us dreaming how very fairIt needs must be, since he lingers there. –James Whitcomb Riley, Away In late June of 2008, a mere…
Just a Poor Ghost 