Category: Inspiration
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CRIMSON is the slow smolder of the cigar end I hold, Gray is the ash that stiffens and covers all silent the fire. (A great man I know is dead and while he lies in his coffin a gone flame I sit here in cumbering shadows and smoke and watch my thoughts come and…
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Like most others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably…
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Books measure time in both moments and years. We all grow old but the stories never will. ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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Cabo San Lucas Rising early to beat the heat a little dry from last nights booze. We’re soon out miles from land where the big fish roam under the sun and stars, undisturbed by time’s wave-measured march. Slicing bonito for bait, the blood is…
