Even though experiences happen to us as individuals, they have an impact on us as a whole.
Because of this, our personal experiences don't necessarily belong to us alone. Others may need to own them, too.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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The A’s
Eunuchs without uvula
Wobble on their wall,
Docile beneath nebula
Before their fatal fall.
Apathy and Atrophy
Squabble like a squall.
“Where’s my willie?”
One begins to bawl.
“Snipped off, maybe,”
The other starts to drawl.
“To keep mommy happy?”
One slobbers to recall.
“To keep daddy happy,”
And coughs up a hair ball.
Apathy and Atrophy
Wonder what design
Led to this infamy
To shrivel on the vine.
{Disposable Poem February 15, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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