Scribendo Cogito

I don't always learn by teaching. Sometimes, I learn by conjuring up some humility, reminding myself that I'm not an expert in - well - anything, and finding someone who IS, and then submitting to their instruction. On this point, for the past several years I have been studying mediation and more specifically, conciliation, methods.... Continue Reading →

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The Washingtons (ep.6)

A home is a wonderful thing. A family is even better. Armistice, when needed, is from God Himself. Put the three  together and you have a miracle that many people never experience and that many who experience it take for granted. The Washingtons had hit a sweet spot in life.  Reagan was rising early each... Continue Reading →

49 yr eval

I'm ok with who I am. It has taken quite some time to get here, but I'm good with me. And as for the people who aren't, well, I don't really care. On the other hand, may they have ethics complaints filed against them. But not by me, because it's not worth my time. I've... Continue Reading →

invisible (not all just a lie)

So. Some things cannot be seen by the naked eye. Some naked eyes choose not to see. Some others choose not to be seen. There's quite a vicious cycle in there somewhere. This is the root of politicians and pundits feeding the public "alternative facts," "fake news," and "revisionist history." When people choose not to... Continue Reading →

invisible (to the other guy)

How many people have either wondered if they were, or wished they were, or maybe wished they were not, invisible, at one point or another? That one girl or guy that doesn't seem to know you exist; that car that pulls into your lane as though you weren't in it; or that gathering where you're standing... Continue Reading →

disillusion me

Disillusionment: a feeling of disappointment resulting from the discovery that something is not as good as one believed it to be. So is it a good thing or a bad thing? I think it's healthy but no more fun than a shot in the buttocks for a ten year old. Children seem to enjoy their illusions:... Continue Reading →

crush

opening my eyes in the morning is often like the elevator doors opening after a solo ride from the top floor of the sears tower down to the fifth floor i've been comfortable for some time, enjoying a not-too-hot not-too-cold pleasant temperature and some instrumental music in dim lighting and solitude and then the doors... Continue Reading →

Terminal force

(This is #11 and the final installment in a series. Find 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 & 10 by clicking on the numbers. It's ok - they're mostly short.) So, obviously I'm against "forcing it," at least when it comes to imposing my will or beliefs or values on others, anyway. From my viewpoint, Neither Jehovah... Continue Reading →

forced faith?

(This is #6 in a series. Find 1, 2, 3, 4, & 5 by clicking on the numbers.) Forced respect isn't respect at all.            Forced respect leads to resentment. Forced love isn't love in the least.            Forced love leads to a bitter loathing. Forced allegiance is... Continue Reading →

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