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Contradiction In Terms: February 2014
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Thursday, February 13, 2014. Every so often I have a problem with logic [1]. My problem is people citing logic, without understanding logic. It has become like a mantra: “Be logical,” “Logic tells us,” et cetera. Sadly, the people who do so say logic when they mean “I think”, not necessarily acknowledging the other side except to dismiss it out of hand. So what then is logic? Before I go further, I will say I am not fully versed in Logic. I don’t know all its listed pitfalls (called [2]. To guide the dec...
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Contradiction In Terms: November 2011
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Wednesday, November 30, 2011. Rain On My Parade. Once upon a time,". I used this phrase to start a verse or two. My mind was blank,. And the paper white. What more could I do? Pithy words and snarky strokes,. Left the parchment clean. But tempting thoughts, hid. And called from the unseen. A Dragon. A tree. A valiant white knight. A demon. A Queen. A snowstorm at midnight. Each thought a doodle;. Still, there lies within. The dark shrouded night,. A luminous speck,. A tempting bright light. I penned the ...
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Contradiction In Terms: October 2013
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Friday, October 11, 2013. I have lived this before. I have lived it all before. Too many times to count. Each time is a bit shorter, but the end is always the same. My life repeats right up to my suicide. I always believed in an afterlife, and for years that stayed my hand. But it wasn't enough, and I never expected this. Each time start a little later, I've noticed. I used to look forward to it. Now… now it scares me. What happens when there is nothing left to repeat? Will I think to oblivion?
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Contradiction In Terms: September 2012
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Sunday, September 9, 2012. I know this land; I grew up here. I know it all, and it is real. But this portion, the portion I seek today, it exists outside time, in a fold of space and reality. This is a land that denies it's nonexistence and belies its simplicity. I have been to this land before. A year prior, I found the fence. It stretches from horizon to horizon, beyond is another geography, another reality. I have traveled there. I have taken friends and family. I call others and show them the power I...
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Contradiction In Terms: January 2012
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Thursday, January 26, 2012. I have done nothing. The field is plowed. The wheat is sown. The wood is chopped. The lawn is mown. My chores are done. My flesh is tired. Though the results golden. My mind is wired. I know in my soul. My inner voice screams. Though it took its toll. It was all but dreams. Monday, January 9, 2012. Review: The Lost Gate by Orson Scott Card. Title: The Lost Gate. Author: Orson Scott Card. I eagerly await the next story in the series as, the story, while enjoyable as a stand-alo...
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Contradiction In Terms: I Choose to Believe or Faith is a Matter of Choice
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Tuesday, June 30, 2015. I Choose to Believe or Faith is a Matter of Choice. But what if I told you that the Speed of Light is in flux and not constant? What if I showed you that it was infinitely faster the closer we were to the Big Bang or Big Crunch? What if I said that the closer light was to a Super Dense Cosmic String the faster it would be? Would you reconsider your choice? Probably not. You chose. You chose what you observed and those you trusted. And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord.
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Contradiction In Terms: July 2012
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Sunday, July 15, 2012. Hello World, you can have my hopes and dreams; you killed them before they were born. You robbed me of them before I even knew them. You took my could be's. Now I stand before you bereft and naked, barren of soul and will. Aimless I come to you and . die with each step. Why did you kill me? What was my crime? You came to me as a lover in my youth; tempting me with candied futures. You led me with golden dreams of varied sort, and now you betray me. Hello World, close my eyes. Is th...
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Contradiction In Terms: July 2015
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Monday, July 6, 2015. I made a book. I've been wanting to try book binding for a while, and this last week (July 1-2, 2015) I finally tried it. I started simple and went for a sketchbook. I know, I know, you didn't need the details. Anyway, I think it was a decent first effort. I can see see where I could do better next time. It was a quick fun project; one I'm proud of. Next I'm going to try binding some printed text and see how that turns out. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Check out these sites:.
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Contradiction In Terms: Merry Christmas!
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Thursday, December 25, 2014. A good many don't know this, but Christmas is my favorite holiday. I sing carols all year long. Most of the music I own is Christmas music. I think of what I can make to give and to whom through-out the year. And when the tree is finally, socially, allowed to be put up, I will sit in a darkened room, in the quiet solitude and and watch it. The lights blur and twinkle. The ornaments shine. And a calm joy fills me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Check out these sites:.
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Contradiction In Terms: October 2011
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Monday, October 31, 2011. You know the price, you know the cost. The mirror ’s broken, the innocence lost,. By blood or sweat, but by your hand. You wrote your name, you made the brand. The bill has come, the check is due. How it all ends? Was up to you. Sunday, October 30, 2011. Once a year is permitted me. To break loose be wild and free. I may dance I may sing. I may perchance do anything. I’ll slay dragons. I’ll raise the dead. When it’s over I’ll go to bed. And with the rising of the sun,. I turn my...
