Year: 2002
A Milepost
Posted on October 3, 2002 in Milestones
Mom said “You know what? Your Aunt Marion has now been dead for longer than she lived as of today.”
Home of the Brave?
Posted on October 3, 2002 in Citizenship Peace
if war is about courage, why so many expressions of patriotism that suggest that the thing we should do is hide?
Counter Suggestions to Thomas the Child
Posted on October 3, 2002 in Courage & Activism Crosstalk Social Justice
The problem is not anger, frustration, or despair: it is what we do with it. Do we shut it away and act as if it is not so? I think not.
Aortal Link – Reconstructed Mind
Posted on October 3, 2002 in Aortal
Bobbi’s writing is worthy of modeling in that she eschews the use of InterNewSpeak for intimate inner portraiture.
A Caption for wKenShow
Posted on October 2, 2002 in Myths & Mysticism Pointers
I suggested this as a caption for a picture posted by wKenShow:
Jeremiah 14: 14-16
“Then Yahweh said to me, ‘The prophets are prophesying lies in my name; I have not sent them, I gave them no orders, I never spoke to them. Delusive visions, hollow predictions, daydreams of their own, that is what they prophesy to you. Therefore, Yahweh says this: The prophets who prophesy in my name when I have not sent them, and tell you there will be no sword or famine in this land, these same prophets are doomed to perish by sword and by famine. And as for the people to whom they prophesy, they will be tossed into the streets of Jerusalem, victims of famine and the sword, with not a soul to bury them: neither them nor their wives, nor their sons, nor their daughters. I will pour down on them their own wickedness.”
A reference to Dostoevsky’s Grand Inquisitor may also be fit here.
I do not support this adventure, regardless
Posted on October 2, 2002 in Peace
The blame for the evil that this adventure is sure to bring rests on its promoters. I am prepared to forgive, but they shall still be held accountable. I shall strive to see them removed and forever prevented from holding office in our future nation of the free.
Roach Motel
Posted on October 2, 2002 in Writing
I need a something like a roach motel to catch them when they scuttle in under the cover of sleep to discredit my thoughts.
Editing Photographs
Posted on October 2, 2002 in Photography
It’s like having children and telling some of them “I thought you would show some promise, but I’m afraid you’re not pretty enough: I’m going to have to slit your throat.”
Gooden Infirmary
Posted on October 1, 2002 in Encounters
The nurse said that she was “really worried about Frances. This morning her appetite was not good. She just wanted to sleep. And when I woke her to take her medicine, she spoke to me in a language I didn’t understand.”
