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Musings Putrid

“Imagination, therefore, is nothing but decaying sense…” — Hobbes “I felt a strange delight in causing my decay.” — Robert Browning, Pauline: A Fragment of a confession Allow me to share a story about potatoes… the ones I bought two months ago. They were sitting on top of the microwave oven in the bag from…

Musings Remembering

Lawrence, my Love: “I remember when your name was just another name that rolled without thought off my tongue. Now, I can’t look at your name without an abundance of sentiment attached to each letter. Your name, which I played with so carelessly, so easily, has somehow become sacred to my lips. A name I…

Musings on Death

“We each die once but the people in their physical bodies kill us over, and, over again.” –Tom Zuba That statement. Yes that one. The quote above. Hit me between the eyes, traveled down my spine, and right into my heart. An electric current of truth. Caused me to ask questions: How many times will…