…if you are bothered by the idea of this being real, you are invited to do what the author should have done, and what authors and readers have been doing since the beginning of time: PRETEND IT’S FICTION. ~ A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, [Acknowledgments section], by Dave Eggers
The New Verse Movement
“It has always seemed strange to me...The things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they … Continue reading
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Don’t use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry ~ Kerouac
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IN THE BEGINNING …
(IN THE BEGINNING) The sun is a huntress young, The sun is a red, red joy, The sun is an indian girl, Of the tribe of the Illinois. (MID-MORNING) The sun is a smouldering fire, That creeps through the high gray plain, And leaves not a bush of cloud To blossom with flowers of rain. … Continue reading IN THE BEGINNING …
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Thanks …
“It is the quality of one’s convictions that determines success, not the number of followers.” ~ Remus Thanks For Your Support And For Following "The Resurrection Waltz" ! http://www.rmengelhardt.com
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“I’m not sure what I’ll do, but - well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.” ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
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TEXAS …
“I have said that Texas is a state of mind, but I think it is more than that. It is a mystique closely approximating a religion. And this is true to the extent that people either passionately love Texas or passionately hate it and, as in other religions, few people dare to inspect it … Continue reading TEXAS …
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NEITHER MEMORIES NOR MAGIC
Concealed, my many angers lay in my heart before this hour as brown seeds ripen within the apple-core, and I was always certain that, sword in hand, a friendly strong angel followed behind me, an angel to defend me. But when, one wild dawn, waking, you see your whole world crumbling to dust and must … Continue reading NEITHER MEMORIES NOR MAGIC
R.M. ENGELHARDT 