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Saturday, October 24, 2015

SOJA, Used to Matter

So you die when you turn 22,
But they're gonna wait to bury you.
Cause you've got a 9-5 to do,
And that's supposed to matter.

And you replace your time in between,
With other people's hopes and dreams.
And live their lives on your T.V.,
And now you don't even matter.

SOJA, Used to Matter

Sunday, September 20, 2015

The best medicine is love


A physician 
once said,
"The best medicine
for humans is
love." Someone
asked, "What if it
doesn't work?"
He smiled and said,
"Increase the dose."

Thursday, August 27, 2015

See Paris First

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Suppose what you fear
could be trapped
and held in Paris.

Then you would have the courage
to go everywhere in the world.
All the directions of the compass
open to you,
except the degrees east or west
of true north
that lead to Paris.

Still, you wouldn’t dare
to put your toes smack dab
on the city limit line.

And you’re not really willing to stand on a mountainside
miles away
and watch the Paris lights
come up at night.
And just to be on the safe side, you decide to stay completely
out of France.

But then danger
seems too close
even to those boundaries,
and you feel the timid part of you
covering the whole globe again.

You need the kind of friend
who learns your secret and says,
“See Paris first.”

—M. Truman Cooper

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

This is my symphony

To live content with small means;
Illustration by Takot Ako Krakotz
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable,
and wealthy, not rich;
to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart;
to study hard;
to think quietly,
act frankly,
talk gently,
await occasions,
hurry never;
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common –
this is my symphony.
–William Henry Channing (1810-1884)

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Photo by Timothy Brown
I saw many humans on whom there were no clothes,
I saw many clothes in which there were no humans.
- Rumi

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