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December 2011
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I'm sure someone has noticed, but I'll be without a cell phone for another 17 hours. That'll make it a nice, even 3 days sans phone.
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November 2011
DO NOT EAT AT CHIK-FIL-A! They are 100% antigay. A percentage of every dollar you spend goes to support oppression and inequality: antigay organizations, politics, & politicians. Tell your friends that eating there is like eating at KluKluckChikn.
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"There are two novels that can change a bookish fourteen-year old's life: The Lord of the Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish fantasy that often engenders a lifelong obsession with its unbelievable heroes, leading to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood, unable to deal with the real world. The other, of course, involves orcs."
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October 2011
Today's big lesson: Don't be a bigot. And when you see a person in the act of bigotry, don't be afraid to use the term "bigot." It's a word that should make the skin crawl, and as such, one shouldn't be afraid to use it in correct context. Call a bigot a bigot, please.
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September 2011

Yoga Sutras by Patanjali,

translation by Barbra Miller

2.2-2.3- Its [yoga] purpose is to cultivate pure contemplation and attenuate the forces of corruption. The forces of corruption are ignorance, egoism, passion, hatred, and the will to live.

2.7-2.8: Passion follows from attachment to pleasure, hatred follows from attachment to suffering.

On Joy and Sorrow
by Kahlil Gibran

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, “Joy is greater thar sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.

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His angst hung on him like a thrift store suit. The sleeves overly short, the trousers notably long. Like his ambitions and his face. Perhaps too cheap, too poor, or too apathetic-- certainly too old for *this*.
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August 2011
Hurricane twilight is warm cotton candy purple intermixed with rouge pink strands. A beauty to see, a smile bringer for certain. Equally disenheartening as an adult.
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