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2021 Graphic Journal #37: Sept 25- Oct 14

Surviving

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Perspective Matters

“We,” human beings, are first and foremost the subjects who do the observing of this world, the collective makers of the photograph of reality that I have tried to compose. We are the nodes in a network of exchanges (of … Continue reading

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Non-sequential Autobiography of an Inchoate Semipermeable Interactive Conglomerate Collective Entity #1

(All My Life) Trying to Fill A Person Shaped Hole in the World One Evening Child My whole being drawn Inward toward A Sheltering Skin Curled inside a pillowcase Naked Under Control Sticks and Twigs Boy with Shock of white … Continue reading

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Maybe This Is How Heaven is Made on Earth

“All the believers continued together in close fellowship and shared their belongings with one another. They would sell property and possessions and distribute the money among all according to what each needed. Day after day they met as group and … Continue reading

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Richard Wilbur: Love Calls Us to the Things of This World

Originally posted on Vox Populi:
The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless and simple As false dawn. Outside the open window The morning air is all awash…

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