“And another one bites the dust Oh, why can I not conquer love? And I might have thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And … Continue reading “I can certainly try.” is a Bunch of Linguistic Bullshit (Part 2: Analysis)
“Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn Just how to love again Oh my weeping willow Let your leaves fall and return Oh darling the seasons are … Continue reading “I can certainly try” is a Bunch of Linguistic Bullshit (Part 1)
I can see him standing there, lording himself over his domain. “Messiah,” I spat the word on the black earth. My head twitching in negation, I avert my eyes. Backing … Continue reading The things I Dream About
“Choices, skillfully made, lead to freedom. You don’t have to be swept away by your feeling.”—Henepola Gunaratana It’s been a troubling week. I’ve skipped a lot of meals. I’ve cried … Continue reading “I’d certainly like to.” is not, after all, “yes.”
Am I an empty cup? Or just a cup with no bottom? Nothing seems to fill me up: Pouring in Summer, feeling Autumn.
“As critical illness abates and wounds progressively close, the roles of the physical and occupational therapists (as well as the demands on the patient) expand and become more difficult. Patients … Continue reading Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! (Part 3 of 3)
“Oh these little projections how they keep springing from me I jump my ship as I take it personally Oh these little rejections how they disappear quickly The moment I … Continue reading Rebirth by a Thousand Shallow Cuts