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I am still learning to let go and let God. I am walking it out and I can only hope to be 'covered in the dust of my Rabbi'. Let's start with the heart--and love...can you keep up?.. Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds

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disciples and servants.

My Blog

trying not to sleep

i shade the light from this screen and tap lightly. so's not to wake the beast in my bed. i left a trail of breadcrumbs and followed them home, only to find the forest had been replaced by a sea. God ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Nov 2008 07:11:00 GMT

watching someone die

in between movements i think about vicki. and what pam said. she's never had a wedding. or a birthday party. or a graduation. or baby shower for her babies. she didn't even get to keep her babies. she...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Aug 2008 04:41:00 GMT

mortality and mangoes

i have tasted mangoes and they are good. but they are difficult to cut and it's hard to find good ones. they are best prepared as chutney. bothered by my own mortality, i have recently, due to the sud...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jun 2008 00:40:00 GMT

’The quality of Mercy is not strained.’

it is so hot and humid here right now--at 11pm on a thurs. night it is 83 degrees--the hottest night yet. it smells like honeysuckle outside my door and the crescent moon over the cypress trees r...
Posted by on Thu, 08 May 2008 20:03:00 GMT

My Son the Man

My Son the ManSuddenly his shoulders get a lot wider,the way Houdini would expand his bodywhile people were putting him in chains. It seemsno time since I would help him put on his sleeper,guide his c...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 10:36:00 GMT

you keep all your money in a big brown bag

    12:19 pm on Sunday ........The wind is slapping  tree leavesby my windowmaking love to everything; torn screen, drapes,the smell of mown grass.The wind is making love to me. ....All my space smell...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 22:40:00 GMT

from the days before

  she fought hard. until time  left her standing there.  no one comes anymore they take the south gate around the village  her name is whispered to scare restless children,...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 20:07:00 GMT

welcome to paradise--

i am sort of in paradise. really. it’s nice and sunny and warm. and no weird phony plastic people like the other side of the country. just a lot of geriatric folks that drive so incredibly bad.....
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 20:47:00 GMT

john irving i love you

cash cow come back home. detroit is sinking and now even the west side is bleeding out. nafta, bin laden, the egotism of the big three car companies--place blame where you will, but michigan is hurtin...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 20:46:00 GMT

YES

who forgot the wall of feedback and distortion that WAS the bedrock of alternative music in the eighties. love and rockets, jesus and the mary chain, butthole surfers....then there was the drum machin...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 14:42:00 GMT