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Watch Out For the Edges

got pigeon holed early in an obstacle race called a fifties town culture and army base [...nuns...ex colonels and sergeants for teachers...] died many deaths but weathered the scars mind can hold now what's as far as the stars [...beyond the books...the preachers...] arrived at a philosophy of fractal phenomenology truth and what's true being more than mythology [...got one foot in the abstract...the other's in this grave...] this chain we call existence has a few restrictions reality's construct base is inherent contradiction [...walkin...need a cane now...watchin...the world slowin again...] stan sand

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Shirley Rebstock

Date: 8/18/2019 5:46:00 PM

Very well written and expressive.

Sand Blown
Date: 8/19/2019 11:51:00 AM

thanks...actually it's not the world that's slow'n (that was years ago when 'i' speeded up to get ahead...it's me : )

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/12/2019 11:04:00 AM

Head and eyes in the cosmos, feet firmly planted here on Earth, or something akin to that... I like the way you told the story of your (mind's) life here, Stan. Amazing that you did so in just 12 lines, four of them parenthetical. Awesome, dude! Best wishes, Gershon

Sand Blown
Date: 7/12/2019 11:39:00 AM

thanks man...you're too kind...lol : )

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 7/11/2019 3:39:00 PM

I really like this one Stan. xomo

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 7/11/2019 10:25:00 PM

Me too ;),

Sand Blown
Date: 7/11/2019 6:10:00 PM

thanks...sometimes it might be hard to tell what the heck i'm rambling about