“I do not know how far my experience is common. At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world about me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all.†― H.G. Wells “The two hardest tests on the spiritual road are the patience to wait for the right moment and the courage not to…
“Imitosis” – Andrew Bird He’s keeping busy Yeah he’s bleeding stones With his machinations and his palindromes It was anything but hear the voice anything but hear the voice It was anything but hear the voice That says that we’re all basically alone Poor Professor Pynchon had only good intentions When he put his Bunsen burners all away And turning to a playground in a Petri dish Where single cells would swing their fists At anything that looks like easy…
For whatever reasons – talent, fondness, favorite movies/shows – these are my favorite actors. Adam Sandler Alan Alda Alan Rickman Andy Griffith Annette Bening Angela Lansbury Angelina Jolie Anjelica Huston Anne Bancroft Annie Potts Anthony Hopkins Antonio Banderas Arnold Schwarzenegger Ashley Judd Audrey Hepburn Barbara Stanwyck Barbra Streisand Bebe Neuwirth Ben Kingsley Bernadette Peters Bill Hader Bill Murray Bill Pullman Brad Garrett Brian Dennehy Bruce Willis Cameron Diaz Catherine Zeta-Jones Charlie Chaplin Charlize Theron Christian Slater Christopher Lloyd Christopher Walken…
Happy Father’s Day! Empathies and condolences to those whose dads have died or disappeared, and to those have, or had, or are, or must deal with “difficult” fathers. If Father’s Day brings you pain, this post is for you. If it’s Father’s Day, and there’s no father, or it’s Father’s Day, but there just isn’t a card you could possibly give your father, or it’s Father’s Day, but you’re struggling to play double as a single mom, or it’s Father’s…
I’m rather down today after formally ending a friendship that went all the way back to childhood. Normally, I would feel it was better to simply fade away, but in this case I felt I had to draw a very clear line. After a couple of attempts to try to maintain the friendship despite our deepening differences, there was a online conversation back and forth about a news story that troubled me. The way the comments were framed, the information…
I remember the primal anguish that is born out of the belief that God is the source of both love and pain. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve observed that the feeling toward the universe it engendered is very similar to that of a hostage, a victim of abuse, a prisoner. Instead of creating a subjectivity of love in freedom, of caritas and kindness, and peace, it seemed to create an obsessive and paradoxical longing and fear that felt so meaningful…