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  1. the Long and the Short of it part one

    by , 08-04-2011 at 12:18 AM (son of son of modblog)
    I had been feeling a little “off”since @Hallowe’en,and had shrugged off the lack of energy as the consequence of my 5 mile daily walk (usually in the hot sun) and general lack of nutritiion. I tried to eat a little bit better and slogged on.
    Things stayed pretty much in that vein for a few months. I had little energy or motivation for extracurricular activity but I was able to do a decent job of things at work. Everything else fell by the wayside...I kept my nose as much to the grindstone ...
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  2. Episode 35, The Dark InSpectre

    by , 08-01-2011 at 04:01 PM
    Episode 35 of The Dark InSpectre is now online, in which our hero’s confab with the covert operative who’s dating his sis is cut short by a house call to another crime scene.

    Here’s an excerpt:
    “Jack, I swear this is the truth. If you like, I’ll let you read me, and not just a surface read.”

    I sat back, looking at him. He vibed sincere. I didn’t need to read him, the offer was enough. I pursed my lips. “Does Claire know about you and…” I made a vague hand gesture, ...
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  3. The Spirit Burns

    by , 08-01-2011 at 11:01 AM
    Hidden
    in the cave of the heart
    little fire

    unextinguished
    by thought, hunger, desire
    constantly watches

    the body, mind, self
    the world without
    the necklace that shines

    and enchains:
    I’m no Nachiketa
    the spirit burns


    --R.K.Singh
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  4. Stream of Consciousness Poem

    by , 07-30-2011 at 09:38 AM
    Never tried it, but here we go.

    (Oh, and the statue is from Ozymandias)


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    My brain is a hunk of beef
    trapped in a ziplock bag.
    It floats in a bowl, filled to brim,
    wrapped in the plastic sack.

    My brain will kiss the slab tonight –
    it’s red but soon I’ll burn:
    My coke-bottle love,
    my linguini-haired friend –

    excuse my brash interjection, ...
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  5. More Poetry

    by , 07-28-2011 at 02:18 PM
    Then and Now
    I used to think that being different was bad,
    But now I know the only way to be ourselves is to be unique.

    I used to think that if I made a new friend, I’d lose one,
    But now I know that if I make a new friend I’ll always have room for another.

    I used to think that nothing could hurt me,
    But now I know that when I DO get hurt I bleed.

    I used to think you could get anything by wishing,
    But now I know you must work ...
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