Category: Hericlitus
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Flutter
She landed on my nosefor one light quiet momenta placid airy blessing bestowedwhile sunshine warmed our morningenchanted, I paused, felt peacewondering if there was meaningto her magical flapping dancebetween my eyes and nuzzleas though one is neededand she fluttered circling away. For Eugie’s Weekly Prompt! Photo credit.
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Gravity
“What’s up?!” “The relative opposite of ‘down’” I would reply, for about two years, until I tired of it and well beyond when every one around me tired of it. I was in college and hadn’t heard yet of Heraclitus who said, “The way up and the way down is one and the same.” So…
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On Not Standing in the Same River
I see this thought as it pops up from a creek flowing swirling into my morass of consciousness and awareness or this orange flower growing through a crack in the cement along a crumbling downtown Detroit overpass life struggling without knowing perhaps the impossibility of existence inside an amazing invisible time-machine do we tear at…
Artie & Stu 