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A Boon of Dandelions 2
Frustrated. Nervous. Confused. Diseased. Disordered. Cloudy day and foggy mood although I do not think it a direct correlation: not then seasonal activity disorder. Melancholy abounds into my now/here;...
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A Boon of Dandelions 3
These past weeks since my brother’s death, fear has hunted me. Or better, I have hunted myself… for I have not been afeared of what might actually do me harm right now or even partially down the line...
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A Boon of Dandelions 4
Our greatest shortcoming: obsessive desire for certainty, compulsive appetite for the sure thing. Some will panic in the search; a few get utterly lost in trying to fix the “game.” Yet life is no...
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A Boon of Dandelions 5
Creatures of emotion. & passion… reason is not our better power but our guiding power, our focus & adjustment. To sense, to cognize, to remember, to imagine, to judge, to believe: these are...
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Thing – Think – Thank
Mythos – not lie – but narrative Midway between rigid correct fact & yielding flawed fantasy Cipher: zero: empty circle: buddha Word flowing river of rhizomatic elements Three words from this...
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A Boon of Dandelions 6
One of those days, the kind where the full joyous light of the day before waned and eclipsed to melancholy. Discussions in and out of class of superstructural boundaries that impress and compress,...
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The Giving of Names
Reblogged from simonhlilly: I promised 47whitebuffalo that I would write something on the names of ancient Celtic tribes. This is not exactly what I originally had in mind, but it is how things seem...
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Boon of Dandelions 7
Anything done to excess opens the door to more excesses. The spiral downward–slow or fast–can only be arrested with real moderation born of bold honesty. Any Existenz who lies to himself with the con...
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Boon of Dandelions 8
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveller, long I stood… -Robert Frost So many, so varied are all the possibilities of how anything gets from this...
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Boon of Dandelions 9
Dozing content on mid-may morning Cool pillow against my cheek Iced coffee just enough to keep me from going back into dreamland Birds squawking at the humid heat Sun bright, day brilliant Writing...
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