Monthly Archives: July 2008

Suppose you were here before as someone else and can’t remember but almost remember. Suppose what you are and what you do is DNA and circumstance AND who you were. Suppose karma is really part of the deal of being. … Continue reading →

Some days are made in heaven and drop down on you unexpected. You feel indulged by the Almighty. I had one of those days today and near its end I sat in an adirondak chair and watched the sun go … Continue reading →

The first time I realized that the world was changing was when my mother brought home some frozen orange juice — concentrated. What a deal! One small frozen tube mixed with three times as much water made a pitcher of … Continue reading →

Asiatu of Zimbabwe is raped each day. Asiatu is twenty-one and should she choose to run her mother will be killed. And I so far away and old cannot imagine how life must be for Asiatu. Can you?

When their bad habits or whatever it is they do begins to destroy them you may look at them with disdain and wonder why they don’t stop it or if they can’t stop it. You think: if you were in … Continue reading →

COINCIDENCE ACCIDENT PROVIDENCE SHIT HAPPENS GOOD LUCK BAD LUCK GOD’S WILL THERE AIN’T NO GOD When IT happened your mind was already programmed to respond. You learned early what to think and what to say. Later on you may have … Continue reading →

The wind was resting and the trees and tall grasses spoke differently to me than when in motion. Walking along the silent path I heard no sound and saw no motion. Only my footsteps intruded. The birds did not fly … Continue reading →

I like to fry bacon and likewise like to eat it. But I’ve had moments when the spirits of pigs have caused me to waiver. They come to me pleading suggesting to me that beef is better. Cattle sometimes haunt … Continue reading →

When I step into the tunnel made of trees early in the morning I often take a stick and use it as a wand to ward off spider webs that in the past have laid themselves upon my forehead. Invisible, … Continue reading →

I don’t know where the forgotten go when they’ve left my mind. When it seems they’ve gone forever they sometimes strangely reappear triggered by some occasion or some sight or sound. Then I remember — remember that I’d forgotten and … Continue reading →