Ideas and Musings, My Noodle

Questioning Good & Evil

I was sitting outside my apartment building in Motta Sant’ Anastasia, Sicily, in my battered blue Beemer with splotches of red primer all over it. You don’t see that in the U.S. People tend to take care of their BMWs. But I was in Sicily and battered Beemers were common place. I’d just gotten back from my Psychology college class…

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I Remember...., My Noodle

Bad Teacher

“You suck! You’ll never be any good!” an acting teacher and his students screamed at me while pointing their fingers at me. When I tell you this story, you will no doubt think that it’s horrendous. And it is. But it is also is much worse than you think. Most people would agree that bullying and attacking others is not…

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Ideas and Musings, My Noodle

Round and Round

My thoughts go round and round, like a never-ending carousel with all the horses faces replaced with people I know, or have known, or think I know. No smiles. Just snarls and knowing looks. Some maniacal laughter just on the surface of their lips. I just want to get off that carousel. I tell myself “I’m just not going to…

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Playing Offense

I was walking around Greenlake, my head in a fog. So much anger flowing inside me. I get pissed off about the things going on in the world, things going on in communities I’m a part of, the media with its never-ending litany of bullshit. Ignorant people who believe they have the right to shame and blame. People holding me…

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Everyone’s Sane…But Me

I come from a hard background. Like many people, my parents were divorced, and Dad didn’t hold up to his responsibilities. Mom had to do it on her own, and she was not capable. Maybe it was the schizophrenia. She drank too many rum and cokes, took too many prescription pills, and chased too many cowboys. There was often no…

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