Tag: Monochrome-Madness
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Cognitive Dissonance – A Definition
Cognitive Dissonance hallmark of humanityoligarchs marching usto extinction’s precipice claiming we’re all familybut they, the patri and matriarchsbestow blessings only on those who concedekiss the ass, boot, and ringpain and poverty for the rest decry the inevitable backlashclimate, human/animal rights activistsattacking our fascist gatekeepers as our mother, Earth, rapidly declinesher blood, oceans, lakes, and steamsturned…
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Achievement vs Antisipation
Anticipation and Achievement Let’s be honest. The highs of anticipation and expectation are the best anyone will get out of life, not to mention death. No experience, event, action, or consequence ever lives up to its expectation, especially on the positive side, not work or love, nor physical, mental, or spiritual pleasures of any kind.…
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For Poor Old Che-Che
For Poor Old Che-Che yes, everybody’s watching younobody trusts you anymorea little diarrhea on the floorand years of trust are gone what’s a poor dog to dowhen the poo comes outin streams with no rhymenor reason… it seems meds and diets don’t workjust an unfortunate quirkturns ‘man’s best friend’into a questionable jerk so it seems…
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A Father’s Day Memory
This is a tribute to my father, who died the next year from a heart attack, which was a complication of Parkinson’s… Father’s Day Sitting at the kitchen table (Dad’s desk),I flick the lighter and linger under each of our cigars. After the lighting puffs, a couple of long drags,Rolling the heavy smoke, savoring its…
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Conservation – Solar Water Reclamation
Solar Water Reclamation Sparklingreclaimed waterslowly flows northin the edge ofthe otherwise dry lowerSanta Cruzthen to theGila and eventuallythe Colorado sun glares offacres ofsolar arraypoweringthe reclaimingengines disgorging thereclaimedreconstitutedamniotic fluidof life as predatorand preyobserve fromshadow-gorgedhidey-holes andshade-camouflagedcreviced walls and I stare at the arraywonderinghow it got this way dry riverbedspoisoned blue skiesplastic-laced foodsynthetic body-partsand lies, lies, lies but of coursewe do…
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The Path Was Alive
The Path Was Alive the path was alivethis morningshimmerin’, slitherin’wavin’ to and fro OH! plethoras of skinksand prairie dogsplus the occasionaljackrabbit and roadrunnerdartin’ across the pathfrom the shadowsto the riverbankand away there were alsothe mandatory fence-sittin’pigeons and crowsout for the mornin’show –LE – 5/31/24
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Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey sitting in a dead oldbuzzards’s tree, preeningchecking-out the pathnorth and south, thenstaring keenly into the wash I’m not sure what it wassomeone said buzzardlooked more like a largehawk to me, buttoo far to clearly see four times the sizeof the strutting pigeonsI’ve seen in the parksand sitting the power-lines along city streets…
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Memorial Day 2024
A reprise of a memoir memory for today’s remembrances. During WWII, my dad was a radio operator on a Merchant Marine Tanker supplying the US Navy’s War Machine in the south Pacific. During wartime, the Merchant Marine becomes an Auxilary of the Navy. Dad received his training to become a radio operator at Great Lake…
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Kingman Retreat – Memoir Continued
Kingman Retreat We took a couple of days’ retreat in Kingman, AZ. It’s 3400’ above sea-level in the Hualapai valley, between the Cerbat and Hualapai mountain ranges. It sits at the juction of I-40 and US 93. It also sits on old Rt 66 in northwestern Arizona. During WW11, it serviced an airbase that housed…
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Our New Home in Tucson – Memoir Continued
We Bought a House in The South End of Tucson We had walked in the neighborhood many times, but had not paid much attention to the house we’d eventually buy. It just looked too expensive and out of our reach. We didn’t even know it would be up for sale by the time we were…
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