December 20, 2011 § Leave a comment

How many existentialists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Two. One to screw it in, and one to observe how the lightbulb itself
symbolizes a single incandescent beacon of subjective reality in a netherworld
of endless absurdity reaching out toward a maudlin cosmos of nothingness.


December 20, 2011 § Leave a comment

light me up

December 15, 2011 § Leave a comment

river runs through it

December 13, 2011 § Leave a comment


December 9, 2011 § Leave a comment

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

December 9, 2011 § Leave a comment


December 8, 2011 § Leave a comment

Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message board or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.

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