Her Celestial Stairway
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You know, at times, there’s this feeling I wind up getting and it usually happens when I look towards the Western horizon that makes my spirit cry for leaving. “Leaving what” you say? Ah but in my thoughts that’s where I’ve seen like billows (or is it rings?) of smoke through a forest and these weird disconnected voices of a bunch of standing folk who I know are watching. That’s what makes me really wonder about it all. Article Tags>> led zeppelin | stairwayCows
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Article Tags>> cows | driving | philadelphia chickens | sandra boyntonCyber-Psalm
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Trying my hand at writing a modern day Psalm. Article Tags>> bible archive | Cyber-Psalm | poetrySmells Like A Thirty Three Year Old
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I was playing around with audio mixing because, well, just because. I thought it would be funny to do Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit with my acoustic and with the melancholy that only a thirty-something year old can offer. But then I got into it and started getting all serious so here it is, flubs (there are plenty) and all. (Just in case my server is going super, super slow or if I take the link off due to bandwidth issues: here it is on BoxNet and MediaFire).My Bad Luck on an Island
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I was once a castaway on some island after being lost at sea. Could you imagine sitting there, ticking off another lonely day because there’s no one there but me? Can you imagine that sort of loneliness, more than any single man could bear and thusly hoping to be rescued before falling into despair?
So I did what any sane man would do: I sent an SOS to the world and hoped that someone would get my message in a bottle.
The worst is when I walked out one morning. I couldn’t believe what I saw out on the sand dunes: a hundred billion bottles all washed up on the shore! Apparently I wasn’t alone in being stranded alone and there were a hundred billion other castaways also looking for a way, if at all possible, to get home.
I guessed back then that I should send out another SOS to the world and then kept sending out an SOS.
My Bad Joke
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The other day I started a joke, an innocuous joke really but I was surprised that it started everyone—seemingly the whole world—crying. Unfortunately I didn’t see that the joke was on me for when I started to cry (much later–read below) it kicked the whole world into laughing.I wound up looking at the skies, passing (perhaps running) my hands over my eyes then I immediately fell out of my bed (and I hurt my head) realizing the double pain—not only on my head but from the joke that I had said.
I realized it was all rather upsetting; thus the tears. Right then, my joke (and basically myself) died which started the whole world living. I wish that I had realized earlier that the joke was actually on me.
