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Railroads in the Sky
Railroads in the sky travel along imagined tracks to distant fantasies. Aboard are kindred spirits of adventure, their laughter rains down from above fertilizing the stagnant minds below. The walking...
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Come home to me
Come home to me lost child. For you have been gone for far too long. Trouble not yourself with questions or worries over why things may have happened. Think only of what might be in the future and the...
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Dreams – Cutting through the Bullshit
What dreams are relevant anymore? Your dreams? My own? What is rational and what is complete fantasy and who dictates which is which? I ponder these questions as I am sure many of you do. How can we...
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Yes, I am an Asshole
My wife informed me early in our marriage that I am an asshole. This was probably actually stated while we were dating as well. She said it with just enough affection for me to know it was an...
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Unwanted Pressure
I know that there are many people here from all over the world. I wonder if it is similar in your country. My last name is very old and established in American history. We take great pride in that...
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Exploding Butterflies
I walk amongst the fallen and still falling. They pause for lifetimes in the air, just long enough for a tear to form. It does not drop, but instead hangs like a cliffhanger… for just another second...
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Purpose Driven
That sounds like a term from an old psychology class I vaguely remember attending. I was probably hung over or still drunk, as was generally the case during my college years. My best friend while...
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An Ounce of Finality
He pours an ounce of finality into a glass. The action lasts a lifetime and memories flow with each drop of liquid. The whiskey lays waiting with memories floating like ice cubes. The harsh touch of...
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Never Again
I will never use another therapy couch again. They are uncomfortable and I feel like they were created by psychologist in the hopes that more money will fall out of your pocket. A hundred dollars an...
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O Captain My Morgan
After rereading some of my last few posts I think I gave the impression by accident that I am struggling with alcoholism. I am not. While I appreciate the emails of concern, my Crohn’s won’t allow me...
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Spice
It teases your mind and opens doors to ideas not yet born. They sit dormant, waiting for the music to play. And upon the right tune their leaves will wave with the sound of a drunkard whistling in the...
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Personal Reflection – Alcoholism
I have shared openly on this blog my past struggles. I deal with depression, occasional suicidal thoughts, and addictions on a daily basis. I have grown a lot through my struggles and they do in turn...
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Some Words I hated in 2013
I am tired, bored, and irritated at coworkers. This presents the perfect mood for me to write something random. Here are some of the words I hated this past year. Whatnot – I know this is not a “new”...
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My Issue with Santa
So now that the holidays are over (are they ever really over though?) I guess it’s time to tell you what I think about Santa. Well, I think he’s creepy. That myth shattered for me when I was pretty...
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In Loving Memory
Her name was Kitty. She was an elderly woman at my church and that is all I knew to start off, other than the fact that suddenly I had been “tasked” with fixing random stuff at this old woman’s...
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Forever and a Day
I realize that some of my dreams may take a long time to accomplish. Even I realize that it takes time to achieve the grander schemes that you wish to accomplish, although I do still try and expedite...
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Maybe I’m A Sociopath
Someone recently called me a sociopath. When I originally wrote this post, the person who called me a sociopath was someone I had met on Seeking Arrangements who was pretty upset that I didn’t care...
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Addiction – I was never on Breaking Bad
It is a hard thing to struggle with addiction. I have most of my life. Right now I see so clearly and I hate it. It makes me want to rip my eyeballs out and flush them down the toilet. I hear all...
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Broken Promises
Winter night of stars and light. An empty glass stands as the past. I see myself in the reflection staring back. Sharded image colored like ice… it is me. Each image a perfect imagination and yet they...
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Where does Poetry go…
Where does poetry go when it dies within my mind? It is quickly replaced with the pain from its loss. I do not mourn the coming of the sun, I only wish the failing night did not steal away my words. I...
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