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I’m always talking and writing about how poetry can lift one’s spirit and assist in understanding a person’s place in the great Universe. But, when I ask groups to read and try to analyze poetry, it seems as though they… Continue Reading →
Though there is no such thing as a magic bullet that can ward off Depression/Addiction, I try my best to live by five (5) rules that go a really long way in maintaining and improving my emotional health: Do not… Continue Reading →
I’ve encountered all kinds of people who suffer from an addiction. There are those kinds that that suffer with an undiagnosed and untreated illness for which they self-medicate (for example, someone who abuses cocaine may suffer from ADHD). There are… Continue Reading →
for me pain don’t transfer a sense of life. nor a hint nor a whisper of a need for penance. to me, life’s hurts are little more than minor key variations on suffering’s simple melody… even a tortured man can… Continue Reading →
I stash myself in words and in borrowed thoughts. chunks of me cover blank pages that were once a redemptive smile on a broken man’s face. the corners of his mouth purse away my own tears his eyes are my… Continue Reading →
I think it’s hard to argue that we in some trouble. Hundreds of people each month are succumbing to drug and alcohol addiction. Needless deaths. I write this column in hopes that someone reads it and guides either himself or… Continue Reading →
I submit that the current goal of education in the United States of America is to create worker bees and boss bees. Weber confirms this thought, “today’s capitalism, which has come to dominance in economic life, creates and trains, by… Continue Reading →
Are at risk kids just creatures responding to their environments with no hope of assimilating into mainstream life? There have always been kids who live on the margin of society and I suspect there will always be kids who live… Continue Reading →
Saw and heard George Thorogood his guitar sounded like the damned finding their salvation crying for their reprieve I played my guitar today wouldn’t have melted warm butter but it felt good to play and I was glad I… Continue Reading →
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