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Goodbye to Panic
The Doctor says that panicking is not an aerobic exercise.
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Forever Melancholia
Forever melancholia, like a never ending opera being played out in his head; broken glass he walks carefully barefoot, searching for that open door which can lead him to the place he loves best.
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Bottles of Milk Frozen in my Doorway
Somewhere in time there is a young boy throwing a spalding at five stairs leading up to his porch. He is wearing a New York Met’s cap, satin New York Met’s jacket and blue jeans. He is calling out the names of the players prior to throwing the ball. He is Tom Seaver throwing to…
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Keep the Humans in Baseball
I find it difficult imagining a computer umpiring a baseball game. The umpiring is as much a part of the game as the players themselves. They are human. They make mistakes, they perform their tasks passionately and to the best of their ability. That is why there are so few Major league players and umpires…
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World of Ashes and Darkness
But where were you last night? After the blessings were made, the songs were sung and the happiness digested in your name? Please turn back the clock and make this right again.
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Remember
In the shadows I see Emily and myself, holding hands walking up that hill. In the shadows I see my friends and I sitting in the grass, laughing… I search among the shadows created by a bright light, I remember those promises we made. I hide within the shadows thinking of those lies we once…
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Tuesday
Wednesday, train is plowing across the platform, people scurrying across the stairs, up through the aisles, riding rushing this hour towards a desk, a chair, a phone, a never-ending universe within a screen. Only to turn around and ride home, to an empty chair, with a table and a universe emanating from a 35 inch…
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Shadows and Ghosts
Them two eyes squinting your way, thoughts of Satan disguised as a savior. There ain’t no true angels in this world, son, so make it true, make it real and be your own angel. Love is a lifesaver for the ones casting it to the waters, love is a safety net thrown by the ones…
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Updates and Some Thoughts
My update here is to acknowledge that I have a problem and I am tackling it. Mental issues are hard because they can be intangible, untraceable to the blood tests or physical examinations. But I feel the pain as I walk and I remember another day, week, year, decade has past me by and I…
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Forever a Stranger or Ramblings from a Disgruntled Dreamer
“I picture God looking like the weatherman on Eyewitness News, Tex Antoine.” “You picture our Lord, our heavenly Father as a weatherman?” The Rabbi, standing over six feet tall and looking down on me as I sat at my desk. “Yeah. He always knows how the weather is going to be. Only God knows the…
