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Global Gadfly

“Global Gadfly, That Would Be Me” Hello everybody, Today, as you may assume by my erstwhile title of the latest attempt at logic, this is coming at you regardless of the part of the world you happen to be in at this very minute. What you haven’t been told, or explained, I’m here to learn…

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Sh*t Happens

“Sh*t Happens” As they say… “In life, sh*t happens!” And when you become an aggravated recipient of the same, you might often feel like a receptacle for what a higher being ordered up for you. The older we become, the greater our chances are of having any number of games recklessly thrust upon us. For…

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Looking Back

The other day, for whatever the reason, I found myself wondering about years past, as I looked in the mirror during my early morning “get ready” for work routine. It was a good thing. The way it used to be, way back in the fifth or sixth grade. I’m sure most of you over the…

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From The Heart (mine)

What follows has nothing to do with voice over.Perhaps what follows has everything to do with voice over.A past memory, what once was, for my family and me, stimulated a familiar and painful need to share my mind. Who better than actors, creative men and women, with the heart capable of understanding a fellow human…

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I’ve Been a Cheerleader My Entire Life

My God…I’ve been a cheerleader my entire life. That statement isn’t an attempt or a continuance of a hopeless endeavor at me gaining praise. I just do what I do because I do it. But there are times; as a matter of fact there have been a few times when I find myself asking “What…

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A Writer Writes About

On a day in May… A writer writesWhere he’s beenWhere he is Where he’s going All while void of coherenceForgetting his pastUnsure of his presentFearful of his future Then as the success bell tolls He’s congratulated He relates stories of his past Enjoys his present And sells many books predicting everyone’s future Still, perhaps not…

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1859 As A Philosophical Abstraction, Or Maybe Not.

A Tale of Two Cities (1859) is a novel by Charles Dickens. Excerpt: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light,…