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My primary paradigm is that life is in and of itself a form of therapy. This is not a new concept in general, but the general truth-feeling of it came upon me gradually. I have actually been in and out of counseling since the age of six, when upon running away from home I was brought to a psychiatrist to be therapitized, and or persuaded, that running away was not in my best interest, as opposed to therapitizing my family and convincing them to change the environment to something more…

If the world knew how hungry it would become, all homeowners would have to plant pecan trees.

Don’t expect this prose poetry hybrid to make sense. Dreams often come as a montage. Feel free to add your own soundtrack. “For the World is Hollow and I Have Touched the Sky” is not my favorite Star Trek episode, but it is my favorite title. ‘Hollow’ means fake.…

A still pond in theforest…

A leaf lights on the waters;

Subtle ripples go from leaf to shore

And back and back and back

Ever fading, never gone



To dive in sun and stars

Through leaves yetfallen

Falling, felled

And come out dry, ha…

It would take a miracle!

To splash in the faces of God

The ripples are all contained

Fainter, ever fainter

Never gone.



If God remembers us,

Even those memories are alive!

Subtle…