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I Pay Respect to Wisdom Not to Strength.

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About Me

I'm a turtle when I'm not faking it.I write. Mostly fiction.
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Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJQgwqojirs

There were no formerly heroic times, and there was no formerly pure generation. There is no one here but us chickens, and so it has always been: a people busy and powerful, knowledgeable, ambivalent, important, fearful, and self-aware; a people who scheme, promote, deceive, and conquer; who pray for their loved ones, and long to flee misery and skip death. It is a weakening and discoloring idea, that rustic people knew God personally once upon a time—or even knew selflessness or courage or literature—but that it is too late for us. In fact, the absolute is available to everyone in every age. There never was a more holy age than ours, and never a less. There is no less holiness at this time—as you are reading this—than there was the day the Red Sea parted, or that day in the thirtieth year, in the fourth month, on the fifth day of the month, as Ezekiel was a captive by the river Chebar, when the heavens opened and he saw visions of God… In any instant the sacred may wipe you with its finger. In any instant the bush may flare, your feet may rise, or you may see a bunch of souls in a tree. In any instant you may avail yourself of the power to love your enemies; to accept failure, slander, or the grief of loss; or to endure torture. Purity’s time is always now.
-Annie Dillard

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Aslan.The men and women who have shaped history.

My Blog

I've Been Away

............ Ive been away for a long long while More afraid than ever that youll smile Digging at my hang ups To keep from your right anger .. .. Let me sleep through trial ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Jul 2009 09:50:00 GMT

In the Crook of His Arm

............ In the crook of His arm In the fold of His robes A thick and dreadful darkness close And the lightning of His gaze Brings proper fear .. .. He is eyes The st...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Jul 2009 17:27:00 GMT

Please Stay

What do you do when the mountains turn black How far can any man go? With that stone in your belly and the one on your back How long can any man last?   Troubles dont walk away It s...
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 13:15:00 GMT

What Is Will Be/What Was Is Not

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Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 08:25:00 GMT

The Song Before the Song

  I'm caught like a dog in the briar With thorns in my hair and clothes Oh Lord the black I found myself in Was like the night going blind   I've been swallowed by a whale With teeth lik...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 20:42:00 GMT

Youth is Wasted on the Young

She wore her summer dress To cover both our tracks Up to the sewing room We tried our best to make a baby   But God was not impressed At least that's what she said During our pillow talk Somethin...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 03:02:00 GMT

Bare Branches

I can't imagine what it takes And if that makes me cowardly Then paint it on the doorpost I'm not afraid to be called many things.   Bare branches dear We've been branded and made But I feel in m...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jul 2008 23:58:00 GMT

The Seattle Years

I have a bad case of cotton mouth and desert thirst For the hard stuff and the hard stuff hurts Like digging a grave for buried feelings That rise from the dead And looking up old friends.   &nbs...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 14:50:00 GMT

Old Fires

There's a wilderness in me Burn the forest and light the trees So there is smoke and mystery and not much else.   Keep Your steady hand and gaze And stare down all my life of days I don't have ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 00:51:00 GMT

Rockets

Give a name to what you got I can’t bother Cold sweat Hot rush I’m part of some attack   Manic ends to fast friends   Heroine. (She’s my)   Shake shudder now.
Posted by on Fri, 21 Dec 2007 20:13:00 GMT