Category Archives: mindworks

Century #9: Expectations

From the journal of Martin Way August 18, 1935 Until recently I expected more from people than they could give and still keep themselves whole. What happened with Estelle is a good example. I wanted her to be interested in … Continue reading

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Century #8: Lita Begins Unraveling

From the Journal of Lita Hopkins London, England July 7, 1928 After talking with Hunter last night I have decided to start writing down some of my thoughts. He says I shouldn’t lock myself up inside the prison of my … Continue reading

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Century #7: Escape from Academia

From the journal of Martin Way Blytheville, Pennsylvania August 16, 1935 I have come to the conclusion that mere words cannot explain the human condition. Too much of the study of philosophy is grounded in a lineage of semantics. You … Continue reading

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Little Murders: A Movie Review Brought to You By the Death of Osama bin Laden

As I was writing my thoughts on the death of Osama bin Laden, I remembered a quote from a movie I saw when I was a teenager that I usually recall when people start talking about good guys and bad … Continue reading

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April 2011: Odd Gifts and Lost Teeth in an Endless Winter

March continued on into April, stormy and sodden. Spring did not arrive as scheduled. It was a month of pain and illness, but I did a lot of adjusting. I worked spring break and had a good time with a … Continue reading

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