Tag: Ink
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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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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
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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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 Lion’s Roar
The Lion’s Roarby First Aid Kit Now the pale morning sings of forgotten thingsShe plays a tune for those who wish to overlookThe fact that they’ve been blindly deceivedBy those who preach and pray and teachBut she falls short and the night explodes in laughter But don’t you come here and say I didn’t warn…
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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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Get Real
Get Real You hear it all the time, but what is ‘real’? ‘Real’ is a human idea, as are all ideas. Ideas on the nature of reality have evolved with our bodies, brains, and social psyches. And just as all life continues to evolve, or go extinct, our ideas of ‘reality’ also continue to evolve.…
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Typical Day on the Loop
Typical Day on the Loop Riding the Loophalf reclinedsun glintingoff side mirrormy two front wheelshugging the curvesback-wheel gearingdrives me easilyup hills and downpowered by legsand feet on peddlesupfront and raisedalmost eye-level Roadrunner scootsacross the pathchasing a skink lone coyote matchesmy pace butdown in the washoccasionally looksmy way as ifnot interested probably huntingprairie dogs, jackrabbits,or roadrunners…old…
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Welcome to the Hotel California
Hotel California – by the Eagles On a dark desert highwayCool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitasRising up through the airUp ahead in the distanceI saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimI had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorwayI heard the mission bellAnd I…
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