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// Sunday, March 31, 2013

Memories of MoMA

Random thoughts as I walked through MoMA with my wifema.

  • Abstract representational theology
  • Lost amid the thinking of ourselves
  • Opulent disparity and broken continuity
  • Ghosts upon horses
  • Study and consume
  • Spit and hurl?
  • No flight. No fancy. No forgiveness
  • Held tightly; dreamt loosely
  • Sorry, but a "spec" on an otherwise empty wall is not art, nor a profound social statement (no matter how much you stand there and rationalize it)
  • The notebooks of Tim Burton — yet another example that the pages of notebooks contain nuggets of gold
  • Just turn around and walk at full speed, as if the place were empty

P.S. This is all true, especially about the inconsiderate knobs referenced in the last bullet.

MoMA = Museum of Modern Art (NYC)

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Today's Tendril...

Love is a road to hate, if and only if you travel the road alone.

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// Saturday, March 30, 2013

Today's Tendril...

When God gives you a wake-up call, you don't go back to sleep.

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// Sunday, March 24, 2013

Today's Tendril...

Into the pandemonium I willingly go, thinks a soldier.

"For the glory of the republic for which I stand," whispers another soldier.

And somewhere near the front-line, in a foxhole, a soldier asks, "God, please forgive me for what I'm about to do, but I'll not let the enemy take my freedom away."

The first casualty of war isn't the truth—it's the spirit.

Dedicated to the men and women of the U.S. armed forces that fight everyday to protect the freedoms that I enjoy. I can only imagine the struggles that you face (physically, mentally, spiritually). Thank you.

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// Monday, March 11, 2013

Today's Tendril...

Love is a road to hate, if and only if you travel the road alone.

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// Friday, March 08, 2013

Today's Tendril...

Truth should never be used as a battering ram.

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// Monday, March 04, 2013

Today's Tendril...

Ripeness — good for food, bad for people (especially for people in close quarters).

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// Sunday, March 03, 2013

Today's Tendril...

"I only grow gray flowers," said Melancholy.

"That is because you've forgotten how to smile," said Rainbow.

The silence that followed became the chasm that divided them.

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The Line Reclaimed

Allow the hate to open wide,
     And all you've done is die inside.

Take the time to try to care,
     And you'll destroy the dark despair.

Force yourself to laugh out loud,
     And you'll become a silver cloud.

The less you think the more you'll feel,
     And hopes and dreams become like steel.

So push away the wicked voices,
     And give in to your sacred choices.

Take a breath and stop and say,
     "I have the might to seize the day!"

I am the line in the sand.

I am my sanity reclaimed!

 
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