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King Louis the Wild
Taking a brief pause from my righteous anger at the idiots who have taken over our country. This is Louis (pronounced loo-ee) who is my new baby. Probably he will be my last pet, but never say never, I guess. I could live into my 80s. Louis is a Maltipoo (dad is Maltese and mom Continue reading
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It’s the end of the world as we know it.
In just a couple of weeks, Trump and Musk have tried to destroy America and remake it as some Nazi ideal, filled with only those of the Aryan race. They seek to transform us into a straight cis white male-dominated country filled with those who believe conspiracy theories, fancy themselves militants, and money grab only… Continue reading
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Time may change me.
But you can’t trace time. Lots of things have changed for me in a month’s time. I’m growing tired, really, of talking about my health, but it has been the one thing that has been in my face for the last almost twenty years of my life. I can choose to ignore, or I can Continue reading
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A fresh start.
It’s a new year and a great time for a fresh start. I’ve called this the year I finish the memoir, in the hopes that it will inspire me to move past the things that have me blocked. It isn’t that I haven’t made a lot of progress; it’s that I haven’t put all my Continue reading
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Honoring the ancestors and the descendants.
This is our most thoughtful time of year, no matter your stripe. For pagans, Samhain encompasses Halloween evening and November first. For others, it is either a time to be feared, shunned, or enjoyed with abandon. Many Americans don’t do anything for All Hallow’s Day/Samhain, but there is a beauty to remembering and honoring our Continue reading
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When do you know what to believe?
Part of critical thinking, of course, is listening and discerning the real from the fabrication. It is important to not stay static and rigid in one’s opinions. You take in new information, evaluate it based on common sense, education, and the basics of scientific knowledge, and determine for yourself whether your views have changed or… Continue reading
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An ode to Cassidy.
Sometimes we love our heroes to death, literally. Continue reading
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Death comes for everyone.
Ask not for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for thee. – John Donne Continue reading
About Me
A writer and solitary soul in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
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