Tag: Memoir
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Another Memoir Memory – The Black Knight – 1968
The Black Knight It was a crisp, early fall, late evening; and the very airseemed alive, crackling with energy, shimmering in thestreet-lights’ dim glow, where the colors of trees, bushes,and parked cars were rich and deep on the desertedstreet, with golden highlights on everything… I waswitnessing Shiva’s Dance. Then it rumbled in the distance, like…
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Memoir Memory – High School Silver
A humbling experience, as has been most of life so far… I was going through an old journal that rekindled a humbling experience from high school, my senior year, of an audition I’d hoped to walk away from, a big gold medal winner… It didn’t happen as I’d hoped.. Second-place Mantra I am the chosen…
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Success – Memoir Addendum
Success I studied classical violin when I was a child. My teachers, over the years, informed my parents that I was no prodigy and would probably never be good enough to be a ‘professional’ musician. This colored my view of myself and my abilities. It took many years for me to come to Nietzsche’s realization…
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Reevaluating Assumptions – Memoir Addendum
Reevaluating Assumptions – Memoir Addendum I’ve noticed that as I’ve aged, I tend to reevaluate my assumptions more frequently than ever before. That includes trying to puzzle mine into the greater zeitgeist. I wonder if others find this a common experience. Is everything I assume to be true actually true, or is it all just…
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Truthful Memoirs
A True Memoir ~ Mostly mental gymnasticsput yourself backin time towho you and theywere thenbut withhindsight perspectiveevaluation andintrospection attempt to be fairto yourself andthose who accompaniedyou througheach of the physicalemotional and psychicalfeatures of yourhistorical arccradle to grave memoir needs apersonal perspectivebut realistic truthfulevaluation of timesand events leadingto the writing nexusit should not bea historical romancenovel…
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Pivotal Judo Match – A Memoir Memory
Judo Match When I was preparing for my Sandan test,had to compete in a rank tournament togain more points for my advancement. This was my first match, and I needed to win.My opponent was my rank, but younger,fast and agile; he mounted the tatami with confidence We took our starting marks and bowed.The ref said…
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A Memoir Memory – Joe That Old Crow
Of the stock crow photos I reviewed, this one looks to most like Joe as I remember him… Joe The Crow When I was a childWe bird-sat a crow, named JoeHis real name unknownExcept to other crows Uncle Bob left him with usFor a couple of yearsWhile he was deployed to JapanThough mom wasn’t a…
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Chicago Adventure – Another Memoir Memory
Chicago Adventure Back in the late 70s, my trio-mates and I were in Chicago, looking to find venues that would let us play our original folk and folk-rock song sets, and hopefully make a little cash for gas as well. We had stopped at a Ground Round type restaurant (they were popular back then, there…
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A Memoir Memory From 1980
Lunch In A City Park Ah, there’s a bald head andThere, bouncing boobsOver there, a large paunchParading through They’re all here at lunchtimeMidday summer respiteBlazes of red, yellow, and blueSomething old, something new Feminine styles seated on the lea‘Machos’ up against the treesSleesey dudes strutting throughThey’re all here, lunchtime ease The band is playing, a…
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School of Hard Knocks – Memoir Addendum – Some Final Thoughts
School of Hard Knocks I’ve had a long, interesting (to me) life. Understanding of reality and my reality in particular have distilled out of my experience and long contemplations of it. Yes, I’ve had the standard primary and secondary education (indoctrination) relevant to my place in space-time. Then, over another 20 years or so off…
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