Are we waiting for the end of time? Are we waiting for the end of light and air? Are we waiting, or are we wishing for a conclusion to this business, life? Are we waiting to care about the deaths of billions? Are we waiting for an exorcism? Are we waiting for permission to kill?... Continue Reading →
In the Biblical story of Babel, the peoples of earth come together to build a tower that attempts to reach the heavens. For this act of hubris, the tower is destroyed by the Creator, and the peoples of the earth are scattered and (significantly) separated by languages. This story always haunted me as a child.... Continue Reading →
"Every single time he and Jess went out, she had to do an emergency stop. Somewhere deep inside, he believed this was on purpose. He got so sick of her same-old-same-old behaviors. What had started out as a nice Sunday afternoon drive was now a frantic search for a crappy roadside pit stop. Sometimes he wondered why he stayed with this woman." . . .
"How can we be so at odds with each other over race and class and philosophy and religion? How is it not enough that the earth sustains us, that we work and play and live and die under the same sky and stars? How is it not possible for us to live as ONE HUMANITY?" . . .
"The other night, I asked my husband a question. If he had to distill all of childhood into one memory, what would that memory be? He had to think about that one, but I was ready to share." . . .
"The one underlying truth was that the "witches" were victims of prejudice against the "other"--many witches were women who practiced herbal medicine and midwifery." . . .
"In the New Testament, John says, "In the beginning was the WORD...". The idea of the WORD is equated with the prime cause, the font of creation. In the world of scatter-shot political rhetoric and misleading advertising, the WORD has become a poor shadow of what it was meant to be." . . .