Hierarchy
Do not harm others. Conquer your anger and hatred. We live purposeful, meaningful lives. The practice of patience is essential. We have the ability and the responsibility to choose whether…
Do not harm others. Conquer your anger and hatred. We live purposeful, meaningful lives. The practice of patience is essential. We have the ability and the responsibility to choose whether…
Last night I was at my grandmother’s tiny, hot house in the small prairie town. The boys were with me, and we were looking through some of the treasures she’s…
It is our duty to one another to be better. Not to be the best. To be better. Continue reading →
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I was going to make this whole big post that talked about how our platonic and romantic relationships can be seen and evaluated like any other system, and then I…
I guess some people think it’s pretty. But I think it’s a death trap.
I guess some people think it’s pretty. But I think it’s a death trap.
I spent the half hour before the kids got away to school going through the letters I have in my little Tin of Letters that I have hauled with me…
I am tired of arguing. I am not interested in hearing opposing points of view. I don’t particularly care about honouring different opinions. This, then, marks the very beginning of…
Allow me to be quite blunt, and please forgive my language. mevanoff, either sober up and dry out or shut up. Do you even realise how sad it is that…
It’s important to keep learning things. Whether those things are new routines or sub-routines, or new choreography, or reading new books, I don’t think it’s the *what* that matters. I…
When faced with the decision “Do I delete this comment because it’s meaningless”? I always choose not to do so. The only comments I ever delete are ones I don’t…
Today, just a single, solitary, lonely link. Why St. Patrick’s Day pisses me off.
Sometimes, Yours Truly argues just for the sake of arguing. Because Yours Truly is a bit of a dick that way. It’s not about what she *actually* believes in, perhaps,…
Til we have suffrage!
Okay, technically, I suppose I can be the only one thinking this, as many of the times I claim not to be, I am. Suss THAT out for a soliloquy,…
It’s like the Monterey Bay Aquarium people knew I was coming. And that the sight of my intoxicating love globes would send the octopus into paroxysms of madness. Lovecraft had…
People always ask me, “what do you believe in?” Actually, they don’t. Not always. Sometimes, people ask me, “what do you believe in?” Or, if they’re persnickety about dangling participles,…
Hungry as an archway through which the troops have passed I stand in ruins behind you With your winter clothes, your broken sandal strap Take this longing from my tongue…