Monthly Archives: September 2013

Thinking critically about critical thinking

Those who know me know that I haven’t bothered to waste my time reading a newspaper in years… I waste my time on the Internet instead.  Fortunately for me though, some of my time is spent reflecting about how I … Continue reading

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Picture Gallery (II) – Knick knacks

I’m not going to lie. I like beautiful things. This collection of jars represents the work of three Jamaican potters: (l-r) Master Cecil Baugh, Vilya Thomas, Cecil Baugh and Phillip Supersad.   Picture perfect: detail of a Cecil Cooper painting. … Continue reading

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More of my picture gallery… Flowers and more…

A friend just shared with me his newly discovered joy at riding at twilight through the lichens and ferns in the woodlands near his home.  I understood fully what he meant.  There is a certain magic at twilight isn’t there?  It’s … Continue reading

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Topping from the Bottom

This story is about a bored housewife who is trying to add some spice to her marriage.  Needless to mention, I abhor uninvited violence against women; whatever the perpetrator’s story. – GB _________ I watch you sort through my bag … Continue reading

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Katarsis (II)

Katarsis (II) Jeg berør flammen med min finger, konfronterer den gloende varme og gengiver smerten; en splintret sjæl der prøver at hele sig selv. Smeltet lava, svært at holde, forkullede hænder, det mindste af to onder. At bryde en dæmning, … Continue reading

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Katarsis (I)

Katarsis (I) Jeg dypper min finger i en pøl. Syren brænder på min hud gør kulden til skamme, inviterer mine tårer, slukker ilden i mit hjerte og tilbyder lindring til min smerte. Dråber af svovlsyre skamferer mine øjne ser intet … Continue reading

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Hvorfor græder du, min ven?

  Hvorfor græder du, min ven? Ved du ikke at alle grønne blade ville dø Var det ikke for den brændende sol, and den piskende regn? Ville sød musik overfalde dine ører hvis din violinstreng var slap, Eller hvis komponisten … Continue reading

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Ashes

Reveling in dark emotions, images too frightening to contemplate, scraping over the cold ashes of despair we run, hiding from our dreams. Aimless in our progress we grasp for proximal reassurance that we are thriving; we deny our disappointment. Forever … Continue reading

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Tilståelse

Et besøg fra en tidligere ven! Vi smiler gennem hendes forræderi, og Guds, og ud over en gensidig forstillelse af uvidenhed om skødesløs tankeløshed. Begge ignorerer vi foragt for modtagne velsignelser. Hvem er den mest skyldige? Tiden vil vise det. … Continue reading

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Confession

A visitation by a former friend! We smile through her betrayal, and God’s, and beyond mutual pretence at ignorance of careless thoughtlessness. Both disregard disdain for blessings received. Who is the most guilty? Time will tell. Confession to me; and … Continue reading

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