Last night I dreampt we were being held captive by a wealthy man no one could see, like Gatsby. He kept us in round cages inside his jungle-esque garden where we could look but not touch. The cages were akin to fishbowls. His beautiful friends contemplated us like objects in a museum. Outside the gates…Read more To Reach His Own
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Soul Dishes
Healing works are the spiritual chores of humanity. Soul dishes. I have selfish reasons for wanting other people to get better sometimes. Selfishness, sadly, doesn’t help. We can create little bubbles and try to live inside them but the chances of someone or something coming along and bursting that bubble with all their unmet needs…Read more Soul Dishes
Call it God
"Masson remarked that we'd had a very early lunch, but really lunch was a movable feast, one had it when one felt like it."- Camus, The Stranger Depending on which tree you fell from, expectations about what you might grow up to be may vary. According to Pinterest houses, bodies, wardrobes, parties, vacations, careers, food,…Read more Call it God
Climb
During the descent I realized the bizarre, carpeted, runway was also the only way to get back up. It was yellow, like me. The confident grip of parked tires offered the illusion that I too could stick to the practically vertical plank in the event that I needed to return. Where are we going? To…Read more Climb
Devil’s Advocate
Quora asked me why some people ignore or accept obvious lies, in particular the frightening lies of a certain world leader. While I am a licensed clinical professional, we have an ethical code which prevents us from pinning diagnosis on public animals of any sort, be they elephants, donkeys or actual people. This is a…Read more Devil’s Advocate
Sound the Alarm
The word of the day was Layoff Matrix. Mr. Robinson’s vocabulary lessons came to mind. Can you say Eviction Notice boys and girls? Nothing concrete, just the typical, passive, euphemistic scenarios part and parcel to public service. Since it started God did two things, He said (15 years in human service and you’d hear voices…Read more Sound the Alarm
The Camel and the Scorpion
We've been home two days. Dreaming resumed after stuffing our faces with centuries old art created by either the typical, deviant aristocracy, those men who had the choice to forgo their family's pursuit of traditional wealth in favor of living abroad with unsanctioned partners painting en plein air, feigning a pauper's life to master the illusion of…Read more The Camel and the Scorpion
