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Y’all Come See Us, Ya Hear!

mapI get visits to my blog from many different countries, but the last few days, it seems like I’m getting more than usual. Here’s a list of countries from which people have visited the blog in the last seven days: United States, United Kingdom, Sweden, Italy, France, South Korea, Angola, St Kitts& Nevis, Russia, Australia, Madagascar, European Union, Bangladesh, Brazil, Belarus, and India.

Pretty cool, I reckon!

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Obsessing… Still

Obsessing Still

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My first new car. I still dream about it sometimes; finding it in an old barn, maybe.

In my youth I was obsessed

The automobile and its awesome power

Owned me

Its only rival the music that

Moved me

Or were they partners in the game 

Both have ceased to call to me

 

And yet… I find myself obsessing still

But now… with being still

Absorbing silence

Breathing deep of the rose

Rendered odorless by man’s fumbling desire

To make things “better”

 

In the void, seeking; sometimes finding

Blessed inner peace

Wanting nothing more

Hoping for nothing less

Obsessing on its promised caress

All else… scattering in the road

Behind me

 

Now and then, glancing up to the mirror

Watching… as the silent movie plays

Parts and pieces bouncing and tumbling

Into the muddy ditch of the past

Once filled with the raging waters

Of my life

 

Copyright © 2012 C. Mashburn

 

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Dreaming Short Dreams

dreamingSometimes a thought comes at you broadside and knocks you for a loop. You start thinking about things, and pretty soon you’re sitting on the curb with your head in your hands. Eventually, you shake it off and finish the walk home. Then, you write it down and show it to the world. Read the rest of this entry »

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A Gypsy Rock

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You Say You Want a Revolution?

I used to view the political strife in this country as a series of revolutions; when one side is in power, the other side revolts and regains power, and then the other side revolts and regains power. But… it suddenly occurs to me it isn’t a series of revolutions, but a constant one. After all, a revolution is when we go full circle and wind up right back where we started. Right?dog-caught-tail

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Equal

If there were no night and day

No darkness and light

Only a constant of one or the other

… or something in between

If there were no top and bottom

No rich and poor

Only a constant of one or the other

… or something in between

If there were no good and evil

No right and wrong

Only a constant of one or the other

… or something in between

If there were no love and hate

Only a constant of one or the other

… or something in between

If there were no joy and sadness

Only a constant of one or the other

… or something in between

If all these things were so

There would be no time or fate

No emotions or feelings

No wants or desires

No choices or mistakes

Nothing to fear and nothing to hide

Everything and everyone would be… equal

 

Copyright © C Mashburn 2017

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That’s One Ugly Mug Shot!

Bet you thought it would be a picture of me. Well, I don’t blame you. Why else would I use a duck for my Facebook profile picture?

But no, this pic is about cleaning house—downsizing—and how it’s made me wonder over and over, where’d we get all this stuff?

In the last few weeks, we’ve done some serious purging, getting rid of things we don’t use. Some of those things hadn’t been used in ten years! We have thrown out at least a pickup load of absolutely worthless things, and given away a couple of pickup loads to a local charity shop (The House of Hope). And we’re not finished! What is it that causes us cling to possessions like we do? With me it’s often the old “I might need that someday” syndrome.

mugsOne of the rooms we haven’t gotten to yet in this recent purging effort is the kitchen. As I reached for “my” coffee mug this morning ( I’ve had it and used it daily since 2007) I realized there were a lot of coffee cups in the cabinet. I counted them, and found we own thirty-two coffee cups!

Granted, when we have lots of people over—that happens maybe two or three times a year—we need at least six or so coffee cups. So, doing the math—naught, naught, carry the naught—we still have approximately two dozen extra coffee cups. Yep, any way you look at it, that’s one ugly mug shot right there!

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