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If You Say So…

 “In Accordance With Fact or Reality,” is the dictionary’s definition of “true.” And so I’ve come to the conclusion the word “true” is no longer a reality because, the fact is… truth has become a personal and individual thing. A choice. Read the rest of this entry »

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I Thought I was Alone

A few days ago, I posted a poem about the many people I’ve left behind as I steamrolled through life. The following is about one of them; true story—sad, but true. The thing is, we grow up thinking we’re the only ones going through what we’re going through, when there are others going through the same things. And we never even know it… or do we. Read the rest of this entry »

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Maybe I’ve Got Time

Do you ever think about an old friend, and wonder what happened to them; where they are now? Do you wonder why you lost touch with them; why they didn’t care about you enough to stay in touch, and remain a part of your life? I do, and it usually comes down to the fact I didn’t care enough to try to remain a part of theirs. It’s one of those things I tend to beat myself up about. Maybe I’ve got time to fix it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Then the Moth Showed Up

Did you ever have to hold the flashlight for your dad while he worked on something? Man, I hated that! When you’re a kid, flashlights seem to want to point everywhere except where they’re supposed to.

I was about twelve, the old man was working on his old truck, and when dark-thirty settled in, he yelled for me to bring the flashlight. Oh, jeez. Here we go. Read the rest of this entry »

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What Are We Afraid Of?

I saw a video on Facebook recently depicting a young man doing a “social experiment”. At a park where mothers were watching their young children play, he would approach the mother, and ask them if their child would talk to a stranger. In the examples shown, the mother would always answer in the negative, saying their child was taught not to talk to strangers. With the mother’s permission, the man would then approach their child and start up a conversation. In each instance, the child would eagerly and freely converse with him. Then, the child would take the man’s hand and walk out of the park with him, having been told he/she would get to see more puppies. Now, he cheated in the fact he had a puppy with him, but then would a child abductor not use the same or similar tactic? Read the rest of this entry »

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Bernie Tries to Fly

I wrote this several years ago when I still gave a birds butt about politicians and their lies. I used one of their names in the title, but the name can be changed to suit your own opinion/affiliation. Almost everyone chooses a destination, what flight path they will take, and the “leader” they think can get them there, and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s the love-or-hate, my-way-or-the-highway, thing we’ve evolved to that caused me to step aside, and that, my friends, is pretty much the point of this sordid little tale.

Bernie Tries to Fly

It was a crazy idea, and I refused to have anything to do with it. I said, “I’ll watch, but that’s it. I want nothing to do with your feather-brained scheme.” Read the rest of this entry »

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Sudden Death!

There were times I literally lived in fear of my dad. At the time, it wasn’t fun, and it darn sure wasn’t funny, but now, looking back, some of the things that took place were a bit humorous in a terrifying sort of way. This is one of them: Read the rest of this entry »

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