Tag: Ethics
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A Night at the Huntington Museum of Art
A Night at the Huntington Museum of Art 1 Glass Sculpture in Tropic of Koi Yellow, green, and blue spirals –Blown glass pond-treeMirrored in the water overLazily swimming Koi. Seat facing pond, withAir moist and warm – tropical,Foggy moisture on the windows,On a cold night in April. 2 Death by Design Forged barrel, machined and…
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The Move – The Journey (2/2) – Memoir Continued
The Move – The Journey (2/2) After many miles of sagebrush, wind farms, and advertised gas stations that were no longer in service or just currently closed, we crossed into New Mexico with more of the same. We traveled many empty highways on our way west and south from I-40 to I-10. But before we…
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Mortality Meditation – A Journal Entry
Mortality Meditation The older I get, the more I seem to consider the end of my journeys around old Sol, especially when I go to bed. I sometimes wonder if I’ll wake in the morning. This is not every night, but seems more frequent as I continue to age. It’s not that I have a…
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‘O Mare E Tu
An older piece, but still one of my favorites, performed by Dulce Pontes and Andrea Bocelli https://youtu.be/gGyeuCEAyWU?si=kdc2uqr6IyPDPiXy ‘O mare e tuby Dulce Pontes / Ignacio Ballesteros / Vincenzo Gragnaniello Feel in usSentir em nós Feel in usSentir em nós One reasonUma razão So that we won’t be alonePara não ficarmos sós And in that strong…
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21st Century TV Zeitgeist
21st Century TV Zeitgeist Light-emitting diode screens colorful images with sound that screamsor lulls the passionately roving thumb and remotethat quite blinds, hour upon wasted hour,or just footage of someone’s cat and its imaginary crown. Quickly, spit out this hopefully humorous vision of yourself, or our collective selves,before it becomes our only view –too late.…
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Barcelona
Barcelonaby Ed Sheeran Well get up up on the dancefloor tonightI’ve got two left feet and a bottle of red wineMaking me feel like the beat and the basslineAre in my blood, both hands upon her waistlineGet on up baby dance to the rhythm of the musicDon’t care what the DJ choosesGet lost in the…
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Shikanoko
Shikanoko the deer’s child, honed bylight and dark sorcerydeep in the dark wood love of the Autumn Princesshis undoing and long sorrowlady Hina’s love his salvation with five magical, imp sonstwo became his banewould have to deal with in time while his sixth human sonimp and Tengu trainedhis champion soon became and daughers? perhaps…the tale…
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The Move, The Journey (1/2) – Memoir Continued
The Move, The Journey (1/2) We drove to St. Louis for the first leg of our move to Tucson, where we met Ian and his good friend Kristine for dinner before we continued on. We had a pleasant dinner and conversation. Plus I had a couple of paintings that I had set aside for Ian…
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Oleander Blooms
Oleander Blooms fringed green stems bowed downOleander blossoms painta snow-hued shadow a long line of antsblossom-petal porters beartheir white treasure home soon, white turns to brownonce heavy blossoms are gonefringed green stems stand proud –LE – 5/6/24
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Stream of Consciousness
Stream of Consciousness Here, there, everywhere, and nowhere – in my mind –and out, I’m thinking, dreaming, scheming – and learning to enrage everyone, perhaps even myself. I am not going to proceed with this because I’m not goingto deal in negatives – especially about myself.I leave that nitpicky shit to everyone else! I will…
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