Dogma and The universe
I knew what was happening at this group therapy, but I was powerless to help it. I have built such a wall of dogmatisim that everything that is said, social, spiritual or personal, goes through this filter and reformulates into either judgment, or pity. Tuesday (last night) I left the groups so angry, so rebellious, not so much towards them, but towards myself, that I couldn’t...Brothers & Sisters
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I really feel sorry for only children. My son was on his way to being a only child, but thank God for Cosette (the Cossete song: song one, Song two and a song for both). Where would I be without brothers and sisters? I think, probably dead. There is nothing like the feeling of un-conditional love. And I have this with my siblings. If it’s Eliot, Isaac, Esther or Accasia… I...
Parents
The older I get the more I forgive my parents for any wrong doing. In fact, they have such a positive balance that they could treat me like shit from this day on and my forgiveness would not be quenched. I remember my dad when we were very young, like 6-7-8 he was in his 20′s. He was so fun! He used to wear leotards and dance for us before bed, you know, twisting the toe with his...Friends
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I used to have so many friends that when we went out we would have to reserve a quarter of chillis. As time went on I lost them all. None of them left me. I left them all.
I feel very Alone often. I some times picture my funeral, like you do when your a black lip stick kid, but it’s different. When I was kid, I pictured all these people crying and saying great things about me,...
Merle Tob Comic: Bed Scene, No means?
I started on Merle Tob a couple of years ago, I haven’t had him in any family scenes, so I thought I’d give him some time at home....If I could keep you here Like a pressed ...
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It’s sad how fast the children grow. It happens in the dark as you sleep, in the dark, as you live and work and wither. Their little fingers, stretch out, large enough to hold your hand. Their legs grow large and cumbersome, too cumbersome to sit on your lap or shoulders. Their arms reach around you… where as before, they only clutched you.
I stood over my son as he slept...
will you still love me when I’m 64...
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I wrote this back when I was a bit more more young and stupid:
what I know of sex, is opposite from what the world crams in our head everyday. We’re told that the best sex belongs to the single playa’s.. the sexually experienced.. the adolescent lust bunnies.. I’m surprised, (but think I shouldn’t be) how often in movies and conversations, sex comes up as this kind of litmus...
Give It Some Juice with a Tribal Name
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Do you remember the moment that you realized you had another name besides your first? And that everyone in your hose had that name? I don’t. But I remember when my little brother came to this realization and wanted to be called by his full name, first and last… and also my son, and now my daughter.
There is allot of glue in that last name, that can just be sticky, or hold a guy by...
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