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I remember reading a book, “The Weapon Shops of Isher”. the weapons could not be fired as an act of aggression, they could only be fired in self defense. They worked as a deterrent to war, and against violent crime. It upset the balance of power. I wonder what would help with equality among...
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Looking in the mirror, he noticed the wrinkles around his eyes, reminding him of a river journey with a friend, laughing for days and seeing white wrinkles amid the tan lines. Today, my face is tan and rounded somewhat, perhaps from the beard, going gray around the edges. There is that combination of youth...
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It is night here. I had a dream that I was listening to music at a concert and the music finished. It had been instrumental music with drums and percussion and other sounds that I can’t remember. A musician spoke, saying the concert was over and that he had not said much with words...
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Bouzouki asked me if I could find “Spirit is the Journey” by Sam Bush. I listened to the lyrics and enjoyed the music. It was performed in a “church” similar to the ones I have attended many a time in my life. Enjoy….
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I have been thinking about how I sense things, from that previous post, and I remembered that I have this crazy belief in synchronicity. I believe that there is a connection between us all. There is not necessarily a causal event that makes the connection, but my associations with others is often a chance...
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I met a woman a few days ago, the daughter of my first grade teacher. She is a few years older than me. We grew up in a company town that was fifty miles from pavement, in one direction, and slowly the road became paved in the town and onward six to ten miles...
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It is easy to respond in conversation. Words are spoken, mind engages, and responds. That has been my world in this blog. Now I find me trying to create the beginning of the conversation. it was easy with meeting the man that lives a few houses down the street. Our first conversation was about...
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