Tag: Commentary
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The Bike-paths of Tucson
The Bike-paths of Tucson As I rode out onthe bike-paths of TucsonI spied an old bikiein spandex and Nikes I see by your outfitthat you are a bikie—-and he said—-I see by your outfitthat you’re a bikie too We see by our outfitsthat we are both bikiesif you get an outfityou can be a bikie…
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Irony of Ironies
Irony of Ironies Sometimes it’s all too tiringfacts and opinionsbeliefs and conditioningpropaganda commercialsinternal dilemmacognitive dissonance Sometimes it’s all toopedantic toosemantic toocerebral or tooemotional to appreciatethe irony of it all Survival depends oncooperation of the wholebrains and heartsindividual and communityhumanity and our ecology less humankind ends alone and forgottenin burned-out remnantsof abundance of ouronce high civilizationirony of…
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My Date at the Local Big Boy – Late 1960s
My Date at the Local Big Boy – Late 1960s Beaver Park Ball Room, cover band (The Four) playing top 40, Four Seasons, Tommy James, Wipe-out, and most were… Rode with Tiny D…, who having gotten lucky, as usual, left me to find a ride or hitch home. It was late by the time I…
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Flunking Tests or Directional Insights
Flunking Tests or Directional Insights I know this is not politically correct, especially to parents of children in school and/or most of their teachers… but… Flunking a test should always be an occasion for a good laugh. I always laughed at myself, then started fresh, or realized that I didn’t care enough to do whatever…
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The New York Commune or Purple Haze (2 of 2)
The New York Commune or Purple Haze (2 of 2) There were, including my traveling companion and myself, five men and a varying number of women. I use the term women loosely, as most were obviously runaways between the ages of thirteen and sixteen. Though when asked, they vehemently claimed to be eighteen. There were…
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The New York Commune or Purple Haze
The New York Commune or Purple Haze (part 1 of 2) During the mid-to-late ’60s, I read a string of Hermann Hesse novels. There was Journey to the East, Siddhartha, Damien, The Glass Bead Game, Steppenwolf, and my personal favorite, Narcissus and Goldman. They struck sympathetic notes in me and affirmed my desire for a…
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Wisdom Of The Ancients
Wisdom Of The Ancients some say, Jesussome say, Lau Tsuthere’s MuhammadPlato, Gurgiff, Buddha,and Confucious tooonly to name a few– and that’s a mouthful – they say it’s tooambiguouswisdom is disguisedwhere’s theambiguity inliving simple lives it’s an ancient linelife allows no crimebut wisdom in disguiseshould make us realize that what goes upmust come backdown andmany things…
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A Season In Hell – Rimbaud and the Cruisers
My memory of Rimbaud was roused by a poem I read by one of the poets I’m following here in this forum recently (last couple of days). The poet refers to him in a line or two; and sorry, but I don’t remember which poem or poet… I do remember liking the poem. And when…
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Angel Food vs Devil’s Food
Angel food vs Devils food White vs ChocolateBland vs ExtraordinaryWhite vs brown ORHow about marbledMore like reality Why is whiteassociated withangles where didthat come fromWhy brown(chocolate)with devilsProbably theChristian cultof Judaism Alas God inA burning bushwas surely not whitebut some colorassociated withburning shrubberyperhaps yellowred or blue if hotenough Those religiousprogenitors weresurely not whitebut brown oroliveonly in…
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The Elephant in the Room
The Elephant in the Room Sometimes, I get so tired of thinking and writing about it; or perhaps disallutioned is a better word for it. Nothing seems to change significantly, even though most of us know that it must for the survival of our species for more than a generation or two to come. Where…
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