At the American Academy of Family Physicians 2008 convention I attended a seminar where the commonality of schizophrenia was discussed at some length among an elderly group of GP’s. Apparently thirty percent of the US population will at some time during their lives experience an auditory hallucination ( Read more... )

I want to kill my cell. The very cell I am using to create this post. ...kill it with cruel hands and quick hateful panic breath. ...thinking of killing every device marketed under the guise of connecting me to a world of others isolated by their connection systems. An XBOX on the NET sit alone hours stupid unending disconnected and yet wired to ( Read more... )

Today there were rare tiny fragments of majik waiting in nature; gusting warm Winter wind scattering yellow leaves delicately across our green morning damp lawn, the soft needles of a Douglas fir singing the wordless golden sun songs atop my car while I drive through empty holiday streets listening ( Read more... )

Yes I will most definitely attend O' Unholy Yule Sausage Fest 2007 at ( Read more... )

Swimming Sunday sequential sets of ten. Outside the northern windows of the indoor pool a polymorphic red soft shape slouches carbon pungent silent giant and limbless; crawling northwest exposing it’s tendrilled belly, intent malformed pensive, a skyward creeping tale of twisting hot cackling wrath from the dry verdant mountains of the east ( Read more... )

This house is shot-through with perforations and penetrations of every caliber sold by Ozzy at Jacob’s Livery Bait and Feed. With Winter waking mean wet wind steals into each ashtray room where liquor remains pleasantly chilled for consumption and not a month has escaped without a noisy evening of crude toothbrush knives, necrotic toothless ( Read more... )

Mrs. Jane Smith unties her yellow flowered sea green apron, folds it neatly into a small square then drops it, after smoothing it on the blue tiled kitchen counter, into the silver stainless steel mouth of the laundry shoot. A slight draft brings the fresh meadow chemical smell from the laundry room below into the breakfast morning kitchen. Jane ( Read more... )

"Save the world for what? …Save this world? If aspects of this world could die while other portions live." She lifted the pale sheets moving from the bed to open a white-framed window noise of the street below invades laconic relentless into the bedroom with industrial cold bay salt night wind. She sat crossing her legs naked on the wide new paint ( Read more... )

Yesterday Rochelle and I hiked into a canyon located on a nearby Native American reservation for an afternoon swim. Along our arduous decent she, then I, crossed into the viscous green smell of death. A tenuous investigation down a dry rattlesnake hillside, the odor making us both wretch, we discovered the misplaced symmetry of a partially ( Read more... )

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