Little Buddies …

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Something about summertime that stirs the imagination and invigorates the soul. Stealing off and skinny-dippin down at the Cimarron River, if mama ever knew, the lickin I would have received. Special days and times, now so precious to me.

Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter. Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honey-suckle in the air, Daddy turning on the sprinkler, letting us run thru it in our underwear. Falling asleep in my Grandpa’s lap, to the sound of his pocket watch ticking in his vest. Angel Food Cake on the counter and a silver fork in my hand.

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Luis Chavez … My Favorite Rock Stacker.

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This is a public apology to my Friend Luis Chavez.  Today’s topic on Creative Endeavors is Wake Up And Smell the Coffee, it is a piece on racism.  It is serious in its intent and delivery, it is not to be considered either frivolous or amusing. You will find a link to it later on here. 

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Wake Up And Smell The Coffee People …

racism
|ˈrāˌsizəm|

noun … the belief that all members of each race possess characteristics or abilities specific to that race, esp. so as to distinguish it as inferior or superior to another race or races.

prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on such a belief : a program to combat racism.  racist noun & adjective.

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Reflections of a Quiet Mind …

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I believe all the cheese in the center of the pizza and the heavy doses of greasy meat are worse than the thick crust.  I believe that because of age, a diet heavy in these items, no exercise, that I have become friends with my fat.  I also believe that I will never be thin or skinny again, but I make up for it with my tremendous personality and my personal charm.

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Doing The Nocturnal Take Aways …

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I am having a dream, not one of those “Happy Dreams” when you were seventeen or something like that.  In my dream I see a sign.  The sign says “Apple Turnovers Ahead.”  Pull into the gravel lot, set the brake and walk up to the small tent, set up just off the roadside. 

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Some More Word-Sand, From The Smith Kid …

old-manThe meaning of life comes through understanding your own nature and learning to accept all aspects of yourself.  The other day I was asked:  “Where do you get it?  How is it that you can come up with this stuff every day?”  Giving it some thought, all I could come up with was what Plato had to say on it.  “The quiet mind is our best tool for introspection.  A life unexamined is not a meaningful life.”

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