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dorien-grey's picture
Sep.17.2010
In ancient Rome, during triumphal marches through city, a slave would ride on the honoree's chariot . His job was to hold a laurel wreath over the hero’s head while whispering, “Remember, thou art but a man.”  Wise people, those Romans. Every human being—I’m sure this was true even of Roman...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Sep.07.2010
September 7       Genius       I am often bonded to a self which thinks I know everything and when in doubt believes I should know even if I don’t.  Freeing me of this requires the constant support of friends and neighbors’ assuring me that in a capricious world...
christine-bottaro's picture
Aug.29.2010
When you walk on the beach, you decline rapidly in importance while the whole of nature sizes you up, admits you back into its wild sanctum and then leaves you in the company of molted feathers, bits of shells and diffident sand crabs.  How can you feel large among a trillion grains of sand and...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Jul.26.2010
July 26       Keds   If I gave a child a pair of sneakers would I refuse to help them to tie them on?  Would I want this kid to wear them open, tongues hanging out, laces dangling and dangerous? Or worse would I want the child to have to lug the sneakers around; the kid feeling...
pavel-somov's picture
Jul.08.2010
Personality is usually understood as a set of characteristics or traits that distinguishes one person from another. Personality is information about you. You are not information. You are that which this information is about. Therefore, you are not your personality. You are not your traits. You are...
sandra-f-carrington-smith's picture
Jun.07.2010
“Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood.” - Marie Curie  ‘What are you most afraid of?’ When I ask this question, I am always amazed by the replies I receive. Generally, people are afraid of being hurt, of being alone and, mostly, of lack of any type. Yet, none of the things...
jennifer-knox's picture
May.11.2010
Recently, I was asked if I thought writers were egotistical and self-indulgent by nature.  A student, who admitted to despising the very act of writing essays said that he felt writers are full of themselves, and he smartly asked if I agreed before suggesting he be dismissed of an essay assignment...
dr-steve-mcswain's picture
May.09.2010
Robert Louis Stephenson once wrote: "I have a little shadow who goes in and out with me; and what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; and I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed." Clever poem, but what is...
allan-james-cox's picture
Apr.28.2010
Devil You know that little red guy, the one with kryptonite horns, tail, pitch fork and snaky laugh? Well, I’ve concluded he’s real. Don’t laugh—Freud had his Id, Ego and Superego—his own demonology. Those don’t exist in hand; they’re just representations of our personal governing. But are they...
pavel-somov's picture
Feb.22.2010
Reality is progressive. And mercilessly so. A non-stop unfolding of what is, reality waits for no political throw-back to lick its ego-wounds. Reality is frivolously anti-conservative: it saves no past solutions. It doesn't have to: unpredictably spontaneous, reality constantly reinvents itself. It...