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Man on the Moon

July 30, 2015

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Way back deep into the previous millennium, I made up a simple travel game. It’s called “Man on the Moon.” It’s nothing amazing and provides little social value but it was something my friends and I played while on route to a Led Zepplin concert in Seattle. Our trip was only a few hours whereas […]

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The Meaning of Death

January 1, 2015

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And who shall separate the dust Which later we shall be? Whose keen discerning eye will scan And solve the mystery? The high, the low, the rich, the poor, The black, the white, the red, And all the chromatic in between, Of whom shall it be said: Here lies the dust of Africa, Here are […]

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The Portrait

February 7, 2012

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Daystar

The portrait I paint begins with gold colored hair. It glows and it flows and it mixes with earth. This is where sunshine shows what it’s worth. For there in-between the sun and the mud, we find life. It laughs and it loves as it lives there between. It grows and it goes and turns […]

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