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In search of courageous souls who aren't afraid to dig a little deeper and have a conversation about all manner of things. Rant, rave, debate, discuss... let's do it!

Megalomania

Ha ha, you braggadocio, you blatherskite and swaggerer, with your brains balanced on the head of a pin and your paltry butt cheeks puckered tight behind the bunched fabric of your pantaloons. I see you! Ensconced in your rhetoric, your … Continue reading

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Thinking of Dying

The fins are off and the hook is embedded, it is frightening to be caught. Tears behind a closed door and a jaw locked on grudges. Who takes away the urge to die, the thought that death would be welcome? … Continue reading

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Grow Up To Show Up

I want to start a revolution. How about this one: Grow Up To Show Up (G.U.T.S.U) I’m pretty sure most of you are really tired of hearing about deadbeat/absentee fathers and the children who grow up without them; this worldwide … Continue reading

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The Alluring Avenue of Rage

The world knows how your heart pounds and your jaw clenches, how tightly your fingers curl into the sinewy guts of a balled fist. Rage, old friend, comes to visit with his hat perched jauntily upon his head, and most … Continue reading

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What Could You Possibly Say?

Wings are broken, legs are hobbled and you won’t look. You have your eyes locked upon a slippery shimmering silver lining. They say: Look at the bright side. And you try your best because you’re the optimist. They say: Namaste … Continue reading

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Somebody’s Child

The lies don’t matter. Don’t let them blind you to the truth. The sweat streamed down the back of his neck, made silver by the indirect light through the window, and tears were jettisoned off the tip of his nose. … Continue reading

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Tomorrow is a new day

Support each other. Love each other. Change “the system” which manages to leave humanity out of the equation. Ditch the stigma. Seek to understand. Give every human being a fighting chance to heal and love and live life to the … Continue reading

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Two Nickels

The dreaming of the rain is bright, far lighter than the prickly slumber of wood. I could never know his dreams; I only sometimes knew his mind. Thunderheads blotting out the stars of a Summer’s night, ice crystals telegraphing rainbows around … Continue reading

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Endless Waves

Originally posted on Bell Book Candle:
At a time when food prices are rising rapidly, my local government here in Saint George, Utah has decided to increase the price of water by 10%. Why 10%? It’s nice round number and…

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Last? Next?

I watched her labored breathing, the skin yellow not pink. She’d never been yellow, never been yellow a single day till then. I knew that she had frequently closed her eyes so many times before. Refusal with a punctuation mark. … Continue reading

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