Tag Archives: Self-Experiments

A Failed Experiment: A New Plan

I started out this week intent on focusing on the light and got lost in a dense gray fog of fatigue and indifference ending in a black funk. I have no idea how things happen this way. This all ended … Continue reading

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Thawing Out My Mental Wings

I shall free my mind from the shackles of ice and snow and holidays and let it fly me into far flung fantastic visions. I am done with all the worry and oppression. Out among the stars that shine in … Continue reading

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Another Self-experiment

I think it is finally time for another self-experiment. I am going to call this one number 10 just for a round number. If you are one of the ten people that actually read my blog, you know that I … Continue reading

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This Should Be More About Me

  I realized this morning that I hadn’t just written about my life in a while, and it seems as though when I ignore that aspect of my writing, I begin to lose track of the flow of my life. … Continue reading

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A Poem Carved Out of a Self Experiment

Moments in a Long August Day I I stand in the office. sunlight comes in through two windows one behind me and one to my right. My hand is moving away from the book I just put down. A woman … Continue reading

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