Gathering Minds

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Biting the Bitter End

Living the life of charm, glory and wander-lust. My knees are killing me!

Doing The Right Thing

Many people proclaim that they know that doing the right thing is about doing what is right, about following one’s heart to overcome any and all odds to bring balance and harmony to any given situation. And when that proclamation expires out…

Seditional Insurrection

Lately it seems that a few updates are in order. In that atmospheric environment the following play-book may be relevant. <div style="margin-bottom:35px;padding:35px 25px;background-color:#fff;border:1px solid #ccc;font-family: Menlo, Monaco,…

Propaganda, Spin and Counter Revolutions

Touching the Heart of Man can sometimes require many roads of ingress. Not all roads should be taken but in choice there is, as always, a choice. The choices we make defines our being but in such definition how easy it becomes to stay lost…

Hiding In Wolves Clothing

"These are the times that try Men’s souls." There are the times just as they always are and let’s not forget the other half of the equation - a spiritual being wrapped in a female late-model Ford. It’s all the rage no matter the make or model…

The Clear Seeing of Obfuscation

Looking through our eyes we see the world at large and take refuge in the fact of our creation. In so becoming we find purpose and plan in which to take experience. From cause to effect our happiness travels the world over seeking and looking….

Old Habits Do Die Hard

The once peaceful rolling hills of despair have been turned on it’s ear. No longer are the destitute and dying finding a place to swing their hips to the ever popular dance beat called ‘survive’!. Languishing in self pity the sheep have nary a…

Here And No-Where Else

I’ve made it known about my disconnection with the various power positions that are going on and the reasons for that. Sometimes even the big boys require an alternate perspective, one which lies outside the boundaries…

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

This section of the Universe is a bit out of the way much like a backwoods outpost stuck in the middle of no-where serving no other useful purpose than of being there, of having or establishing a presence. It’s like making one’s self known and…

Balance, or Polarity?

In the time of lost good-byes, there comes a time and times when at the stroke of midnight, yet again the times change. Ultimately, the moment passes and becomes born anew in the between of here and the now. Escaping, fruition comes as if of…