Category Archives: Personal

Uncategorized meanderings of philosophical and emotional bent that may be most interesting to my close friends and those interested in the art of writing

The Trouble with Catholocism

My problem with Catholicism is that it doesn’t seem to take its own shit far enough. Conversely, I think my problem with Protestantism is that it takes its own shit too far, but that’s beside the point. Catholicism just doesn’t … Continue reading

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The Effective Use of Funny Underpants in Proselytization

I was recently reunited with a dear friend who, to my dishonor, I have not kept close. This is a man of excellent fiber, gamboling laughter, real loyalty and a deep, pervading wisdom; I have not found him, yet, much … Continue reading

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Bonfire Night

Remember, remember the fifth of November The gunpowder, treason and plot. I can think of no reason, Why the gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. I’m not English but I have a special affinity for this night. It’s my firm … Continue reading

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Acknowledgements

First, let’s try some gratefulness: two day ago this quixotic collection of meandering ruminations surpassed 100 hits and has already climbed to 130. Thanks to all of you who have kept up, who have followed and who have popped in. … Continue reading

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Freud Snorted Cocaine Hard… What’s Your Excuse?

Earlier I was doing some research on 12 step programs. I had hoped to learn that their success rates were magnificent, that they far surpassed the programs propounded by psychiatric practice. Well, I was half right. Their success rate isn’t … Continue reading

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Day 4: Courage Before Drowning

I am, of late, wrung between a fugue of creative energy and a drizzly November of the soul (—Melville), and this is a dangerous place for me, I know.

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Of Addicts and Men

Hello and welcome from beautiful, sunny Creedmoor Psychiatric Hospital! I might have said just a few days go. Building 40 is a locked ward 14 stories high — the criminally insane are on the 4th floor — but most of … Continue reading

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The Wasteland

The Wasteland is heavy on my mind just now, I can’t decide if I’m really crossing it or if that’s just another trick of the light. There isn’t much in the wasteland: there is cracked earth, there is dust and … Continue reading

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