Fighting back against abuse I just saw a video posted of someone giving a talk to young people. They asked if anyone who knew of someone, including themselves, who had been the victim of sexual abuse could stand. Most of the auditorium stood. Then they asked if those who knew the crime had been reported…… Continue reading Protesting, Week Four
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Protesting, Week Three
Standing in the snow adds a certain certainty Protesting. This week’s recap. It was snowing today. Almost icy rain, but the sky smiled upon us and rain that had blown through in the early morning was now snow. Easier to hold a paper sign in the snow, although I was splashed by a truck going…… Continue reading Protesting, Week Three
This Is Not a Game
Liberty facing weakness. Since I was a child, I was either neglected or bullied. My superpower as a child was not asking questions, but watching everything unfold. There’s too much editing going on in my head. Where to give voice to the silenced child. Where to unleash the angry adult. When I watched the nightmare…… Continue reading This Is Not a Game
Every Shore Touches Another
The excitement of seeing the vast expanse of the ocean on a cold day. The thrill of gently warming air, the ability to walk on sand not ice – new blisters emerge. The water, the waves, the distance. The thrill of the ocean. Always the shock of blue expanse, a mirror to the sky, distance,…… Continue reading Every Shore Touches Another
A New Religion
I feel the hand of AI getting closer. How can it be a hand, you say? I just read an article where AI was used for analysis because of its soi-disant distance from human interference. Take that AI. Two languages. Really? Because I see the hand of those who take oppression so for granted, it…… Continue reading A New Religion
Heroes in the Bin
Another Sunday. And while reading an elegantly written review by Olivia Laing of Wifedom in The Guardian – another hero hit the bricks. One tends to believe that those devoted to social justice and unveiling the manipulations of society would be removed from treating others, particularly their women partners, badly, though why I would believe…… Continue reading Heroes in the Bin
Darkness Deep Blue
I stand between storm and side Darkness deep blue Light grey white paint brush strokes the waves. The light, pours For it is not sun, it is from the echoes of reflection Place a seagull in the spotlight. Edith Piaf smiles from above. Little birds recognize each other and then It is a memory. Jane…… Continue reading Darkness Deep Blue
Where the light is
I think today’s subject is that line about Where the cracks are is where the light comes in. Or something like that. Was it Leonard Cohen? Why yes it is. From a song called “Anthem.” Ring the bells that still can ringForget your perfect offeringThere is a crack a crack in everythingThat’s how the light…… Continue reading Where the light is
Humanizing the demonic
Which page to start on? You don’t have those issues with a computer. Should we be thinking about tactile objects more? Is there a danger living too much in a virtual or as they say in food, super processed, world? So many smells, tastes, and now thoughts and images are artificial, that is to say,…… Continue reading Humanizing the demonic
Healing Reality
Healing Reality Nowhere in Two Places. Well, it’s out in paperback. I am working on new material. I do hear a voice in my head saying work harder. But then again I see bands cashing in on the 50th anniversary of this or that, releasing a box set of singles, with photographs, blah etc. blah.…… Continue reading Healing Reality
