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of all behaviorsgiving is the largest partof being human

the idea thatany single life must continueis a great deception

without a fulcrumChaos beats Hardison --there is no Leverage

Wabanaki:People of the Dawnland.I steal my small stake.

flawed humanstransitioning into cyborgsslowly, carefully

wind chill below zeroone day and the next daycalm and sunny

is love selflessor the most selfish actimaginable?

ketchup on burgersmustard and relish on hot dogsmayonnaise on friesthese are the condiment rulesof my junk food universe

oh little boydressed as a girlyou look like a girldressed as a gypsy**oh little boy who are you

the mountain's peakcannot understand the lifeof the river's bedand the reverse is trueyet they exist in perfect synchrony

in 1977i didn't see Rocky or Star Warsin the theaterthere were too many peoplei don't like crowds or fadsi saw both movieson VHS in the 80sRocky's the better filmStar Wars is pretty goodRocky is more compelling

one thing bothers mewhen i am conversing:repetitioni don't like to repeat myselfi don't like to repeat myself

regarding truth:everyone has their own truthand everyone's truthis as valid as anyone's truth --objectivity does not exist

nine of tenat best a spareo Deathspare me over'til another year

tall grass by the pondcovers the red-bleached-pink canoelying belly up

well-intended webmeticulously crafted --weak and abandoned --the owner has movedto friendlier environs

a steady walk upthe tree-lined hill to the streeti stop at the Tto drop off my companions:two 4-gallon bags of garbage

my happinessis at the top of my listof priorities

reading is difficultbecause i analyze every soundin my world

for twenty-four yearsi lived with the wrong person --that time served me well