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Lance Armstrong is unbelievable. Most of us know the story. He's a prodigy of an athlete as the only son of a poor single mom in some ru...

The flag. Three monks are sitting outside their Zendo on a beautiful day. The flag at the top of the building is blowing softly in the wind....

Do not feed the blogger. He tends to do things like this: B  R  A  V  A  D  O R  E  N  A  M  E  D A  N  A  L  O  G  Y V  A  L  U  E  R  S A ...

Tolkien again. Tolkien was very big on certain classes of being simply being created superior to others. It perhaps reflects his belief in m...

In Bedlam, Nothing changes from day to day. Those Abram-Men, Busking money on the clay streets. I see them every day Out the tiny window abo...

BLOG Because I hated the new template (called a layout now) Blogger kept encouraging me to use, and which I finally tried, I have switched ...

All is not forgiven. In San Francisco On Telegraph Hill Should have spoken up then Because now I never will You made me long for the world Y...

( Gayle Feyrer ) Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee Little Jackie Paper loved ...

Two from Peter Murphy.

“One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell” Always be careful When you abuse the one you love The hour or the day no-one can tell But one day, goodby...

“Something Is Squeezing My Skull” Im doing very well I can block out the present and the past now I know by now you think I should have stra...

“whitsun” This is not what I meant: Stucco arches, the banked rocks sunning in rows, Bald eyes or petrified eggs, Grownups coffined in stock...

Photographs by Dan & Jean Fogelberg ...and a drawing.

The Grim. What's on and poppin'? I'm watching old monster movies Again Black and white Black comedies White angels Skyfire micro...

Cold war geography. They tell me angels are dead. The city of angels, the pride of brooklyn, The sleeping nights Where we wandered, pondered...

HAUNTED WHEN THE MINUTES DRAG . I touch the clothes you left behind That still retain your shape and lines I trace the outline of your eyes ...

untitled yesterday was the birthday of my pumpkin has she had a good time? has she died upon her vine? oh and by the way, did we ever really...

Mars is red. No, I mean really, really red. For some reason tonight it looked like a tiny round fire engine up in the sky. It wasn't a l...

REPOWER AMERICA. Once seemingly reduced to a punchline to a joke, Al Gore has impressed me over the years since he lost the election he won ...

Mastodon, unlovely thing Woe betide you in the modern world Your flanks are ancient and sagging Your tail drags And you shift this way and t...

Tired of being sick Sick of being tired Why does my brain act this way, Turning off and on everyday And everything scarily wears away Till I...

No one Should have to journey so far into fear That he becomes desperate. No one should hear his own mind Saying only Horrible things, alway...

Leonardo, that old trickster! First he's got John the Baptist relaxing amidst the roots of a tree in a perfect imitation of the Roman go...

1,500th Post. Yay. **** News & Tidbits. I'm looking to move my blog to a better host, or else try to figure out CSS (style sheets) +...

Don't worry, it's ok. Life may seen A bsurd, philsopsophically, But don't ever lose your sense of the a bsurd, Humanistically. D...

Sophia. Find out for yourself I can can only guide you Point you to the start of the way Which ends in what? Only the madness of restrictive...

From the "Don't Let The Door Hit You On The Way Out" Department. This is priceless. These primates are just as entertaining....