Monthly Archives: November 2017

11/9/17: The Road to Nurfworld

In the beginning, was an idea. It wasn't a new idea. Perhaps the oldest idea of all... the very first one. And being first, it naturally became that which drove all others. Down the road of existence. But since there were no previous ideas by which to navigate, it drove them blindly. This does not mean [...]

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11/8/17: A Brain-Sized Goblet

I select my Steinert number three blowpipe. It's appropriately thick and heavy. The tip glows. The furnace roars. I open doors and gather. The first gather is small. A base on which to build. It's like an opening sentence. Erasing at this point is easy. It cools quickly. Air is trapped. The first bubble expands [...]

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11/7/17: A Good Boy

Yup... I was a good boy. I can't really prove this but it's something I'm deciding to believe is true and I do have some evidence that many of the adults in my early life agreed. That they considered even teenaged me, to be a young man they could trust. One example of this was [...]

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11/6/17: I Don’t Run Anymore

  I don’t run anymore I don’t run anymore Going someplace, don’t know where No big hurry to get there So I don’t run anymore Used to run from place to place Never slowed my break-neck pace Time was money, going for gold Milk and honey, bought and sold Kept up with the latest stats [...]

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11/5/17: Death and Hospital TV

My very first "real job" was in a Hospital. In my home town of Rochester, Minnesota (population around 55,000 at the time) the main employer was (and still is) the world famous Mayo Clinic and affiliated hospitals. It was 1976 and I was 17 years old. The company I worked for rented TVs to the patients [...]

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11/4/17: The Controllers (part two)

I desire to go to Hell and not to Heaven. In the former I shall enjoy the company of popes, kings and princes, while in the latter are only beggars, monks and apostles Niccolo Machiavelli ------------------------ Moving slowly through the large, dimly-lit room, Chancellor John Goodman takes yet another notebook from the vast, carefully organized shelves [...]

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11/3/17: The Wake of Politics

  In the wake of politics Moving only left or right Pulled along by something You can never steer or fight You can stand there in the middle Or have fun jumping waves Or let go of the tow rope And be nobody’s slave And then you surf Or sail Or row Or bail Or… [...]

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11/2/17: The Controllers (part one)

The tension is palpable in the counsel chambers. Controller General, Sammy Theman (of Nurfworld's western safe zone) paces the soft, spongy floor. Pausing for a moment, he rotates his left thumb (which has been in his mouth the entire time) and looks up. No one has uttered a word for several minutes as Sammy continues [...]

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11/1/17: Contemplation

  I went down to the riverbank at night and looked around The lights that danced on the water could've come from any town I could hear all my hopes and fears for the times I've yet to know I could see that it’s all up to me whether they can stay or go Sometimes [...]

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