Tales from my head
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Some thoughts about hope Hope is beautiful. Hope keeps us going. Where there is hope there is still a chance. A chance for things to get better, for circumstances to improve. Without hope, all is lost. It’s better to be helpless than hopeless. Keep on keeping on with a hopeful disposition because you never know,…
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The car The car did not know how it came to being. One moment it wasn’t, and the next moment it was. Shiny and new with a special smell, all its components perfectly fitting together, perfectly working together, ready to go places. The car’s first owner was a heavyset banker. A smoker and lover of German food, especially…
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Love is many things to many people. It takes many forms. I love peanut butter, but I will not die for it. I love walking but ride a bicycle and drive more. I love my dogs, I might die for them, and definitely walk with them. Romantic love is a whole different story! When we…
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The killer overslept. Again! Third time this week. Fucking internet! Spending too much time at night wasting time, into the morning hours, doing nothing productive. Facebook, Instagram, Reddit, YouTube! These things all seem to conspire to grab and keep your attention. You watch one video about kittens and the next thing you know it’s after…
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Death arrived at John’s hardware store in an old Chevrolet Suburban just before 5pm. John, the owner of the store, being a creature of habit, was already going through the motions of closing shop. He had done it countless times before, now on autopilot, his mind wandering, thinking about his wife’s birthday coming up, the…
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Some thoughts before the poem: Like lots of people I have more questions than answers. I am finding more questions as I grow older, and I find that answers to older questions turned out to be false, or became outdated. Life is evolving around me, and so must I, and so must the things that…
Tales from my head 