| Everybody knows, That when "anything goes," The rules still remain, For those with a brain. |
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// Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Today's Tendril...
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// Tuesday, December 30, 2014
The DNA of The Big Bang Theory
The next step in the intellectual evolution of human beings is to be found in DNA of its so-called misfits:
Dweebs.
Nerds.
Anoraks.
And the misfits shall claim the earth through the power of their intelligent design and deep thinking.
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Dweebs.
Nerds.
Anoraks.
And the misfits shall claim the earth through the power of their intelligent design and deep thinking.
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// Monday, December 29, 2014
Nine Hearts + 1
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Today's Tendril...
In matters of the heart, things are rarely black and white.
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// Sunday, December 28, 2014
A Letter, of Sorts 2
Dear God,
I know there are no extra heartbeats in a life.
No spare minutes.
No catch-up days.
And I know that the phrase, "there's always tomorrow," is a hopeful lie, because there's only the ever present now and the inevitable final curtain.
But if there were extra heartbeats, spare minutes, catch-up days, and a promise that tomorrow will come, then I'd gladly give some of mine to one other, so that we—two ends of a line—could spend more time together... somewhere in the middle.
Eternally grateful, and still hoping against hope,
Your Wondering Son
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I know there are no extra heartbeats in a life.
No spare minutes.
No catch-up days.
And I know that the phrase, "there's always tomorrow," is a hopeful lie, because there's only the ever present now and the inevitable final curtain.
But if there were extra heartbeats, spare minutes, catch-up days, and a promise that tomorrow will come, then I'd gladly give some of mine to one other, so that we—two ends of a line—could spend more time together... somewhere in the middle.
Eternally grateful, and still hoping against hope,
Your Wondering Son
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This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, contexts, scenes, scenarios, symbols, glyphs, iconography, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.
// Thursday, December 25, 2014
Heaven and Earth (As Above, So Below)
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Three Tendrils for Today
If a snowman falls in the woods, and no one is around, does it make a sound?
Is it OK for a snowman to eat yellow snow?
Do snowwomen have body issues?
Did a critical analysis of winter-themed Calvin & Hobbes strips lead to this set of Tendrils?
Or, was I simply pondering a melting snowman, from an odd mental angle, when these three errant questions alighted upon my thoughts?
Or, was it something simple, like keeping things jovial during a family holiday gathering?
P.S. It was the last one.
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Is it OK for a snowman to eat yellow snow?
Do snowwomen have body issues?
About
Did a critical analysis of winter-themed Calvin & Hobbes strips lead to this set of Tendrils?
Or, was I simply pondering a melting snowman, from an odd mental angle, when these three errant questions alighted upon my thoughts?
Or, was it something simple, like keeping things jovial during a family holiday gathering?
P.S. It was the last one.
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// Monday, December 22, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| The trouble with "poetic justice" is that it occurs, more often than not, at the tip of a pen, in a sequence of a screenplay, or in the story of a song. |
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// Sunday, December 21, 2014
Sonic Verse: 5 that Go to 11 - Vox (Batch 1)
When these tracks come on, the volume goes up.
About: Sonic Verse™ (SV) at insilentpassage.com highlights the music, music artists, and associated elements that I enjoy (e.g. release artwork, packaging, mythos). SV is also the container for my creative explorations related to the concept of "sonic verse."
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// Saturday, December 20, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| What's the only letter that can destroy integrity? U. |
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// Thursday, December 18, 2014
Three Tendrils for Today
It's not all "lollipops and rainbows," especially when it's mostly "charcoal and dark clouds."
The more you try to change a tiger's stripes, the more you realize that you're just pissing off the tiger.
There's no "i" in "We the People," but there's an "i" for you and me in the Bill of Rights.
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// Monday, December 15, 2014
Three Tendrils for Today
We count our blessings and are thankful, until our blessings can be counted on one hand; then, our thanks becomes angst.
Weasel words are sly like a fox.
When you make a wish and blow out the candles, just remember that ugly won't go away. <Wink-wink>
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Tendril #3 is a joke, a hardy har har, and not about "you." This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, contexts, scenes, scenarios, symbols, glyphs, iconography, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.
// Sunday, December 14, 2014
// Saturday, December 13, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| Weasel words hide one or more aspects of F.U.D. |
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Another Tendril for Today
| Halfway to Heaven is still a long way from Hell. |
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Today's Tendril...
| When "being blue" turns into listlessness, inattention, and apathy, the Demon of Indifference has saddled up to you—and won't go away. |
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// Friday, December 12, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| A unicorn dies every time a dream is abandoned. |
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// Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| People can change, but their secrets and obsessions do not. |
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// Tuesday, December 09, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| Weasel words are akin to "sleight of hand." |
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// Monday, December 08, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| To believe solely in sentiment, and ignore the tendrils of substance, is like asking a ghost to show you its bones. |
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// Sunday, December 07, 2014
Said the...
Somewhere and somewhen on a cold winter's night, a conversation culminates...
"Every season dies, child," said the angel to the orphan.
"Do not cry for the naked trees. Do not shiver at the sight of animals plodding through snow. Do not get lost in the sadness of short days and long nights.
"Rejoice that you are alive, awake, and aware, and that your memories and your wishes are merely bookends to the ever present now."
The End
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"Every season dies, child," said the angel to the orphan.
"Do not cry for the naked trees. Do not shiver at the sight of animals plodding through snow. Do not get lost in the sadness of short days and long nights.
"Rejoice that you are alive, awake, and aware, and that your memories and your wishes are merely bookends to the ever present now."
The End
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Silver Streak
Today I watched you leave,
In a silver streak,
Heading with purpose,
For a different tomorrow.
My heart waved good-bye,
But my arms were frozen at my side,
And all that I should have said,
Was being poured into the wishing well of "what ifs."
So in silence I watched the silver streak become a gray dot,
Until the gray dot was nothing more
Than just another point in the horizon.
A horizon that's always in my sky,
But one that I never seem to reach.
Today I watched you leave,
In a silver streak,
And all that was left
Was a tear,
An ache,
And a final good-bye.
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In a silver streak,
Heading with purpose,
For a different tomorrow.
My heart waved good-bye,
But my arms were frozen at my side,
And all that I should have said,
Was being poured into the wishing well of "what ifs."
So in silence I watched the silver streak become a gray dot,
Until the gray dot was nothing more
Than just another point in the horizon.
A horizon that's always in my sky,
But one that I never seem to reach.
Today I watched you leave,
In a silver streak,
And all that was left
Was a tear,
An ache,
And a final good-bye.
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This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, contexts, scenes, scenarios, symbols, glyphs, iconography, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.
Today's Tendril...
| Weasel words are as clear as mud. |
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// Saturday, December 06, 2014
Concentrated Light
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Updated 2018Original version released 2014
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Today's Tendril...
| To rest on your laurels, To go through the motions, To reach for second best— All indications that you’ve thrown in the towel. |
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// Friday, December 05, 2014
After the Rain
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Today's Tendril...
| Bitterness is a maw. Resentment and entitlement are its teeth. Hate is its hunger. |
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// Wednesday, December 03, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| Banksy art appears overnight. Crop circles appear overnight. Coincidence? |
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// Tuesday, December 02, 2014
The Last of the Fallen
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Today's Tendril...
| Weasel words are as slimy as eels. |
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// Monday, December 01, 2014
Today's Tendril...
| Mosquito larvae, tadpoles, and water snakes can all live in the same lake. When the lake’s pollution reaches critical mass, does it matter which is the predator and which is the prey? |
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