Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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A Snapshot of Life
Snapshot of life My 3-year-old daughter and her 62-dollar-cry I carried her to her doctor Because she refused to walk While waiting She wailed and cried So loudly The nurses kept asking me why I said she might have a splinter in her right foot The nurses came One by one And saw only a…
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Gay Pride
I will sit here and shout Vote Yes for marriage. I have sat at the computer, Emailed my senators, Told Obama too, Vote Yes for marriage. I will gladly yell at people Using the derogatory terms People off-handedly use, Unaware of their razor-sharp edges. I will proudly stand up for everyone Who admits their orientation,…
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Dropping Anchor at Writers’ Harbor
Dropping Anchor at Writers’ Harbor If you are sailing into our protected waters for the first time, there are plenty of coves and sheltered bays waiting for your leisure. What follows is a checklist, tongue-in-cheek style, designed to make it easier for new vessels to find their way around… 1. Have you figured out that:…
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The Housekeepers
It is not for me to judge the housekeeping of others. My own house, temporary though it may be, free from clutter, so it shall remain, while my luck holds out, while my hunger lasts. Call me fastidious. I watch as she runs her harried life, to and from, out and in. Is it mere…
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“Come into my Parlor ” said the Spider to the Fly
photo: marykbaird “Come into my parlor ” said the Spider to the Fly (a cautionary tale? Nah…. just really silly schtuff…) “Come into my parlor, said the Spider to the Fly; the place is very comfy, the ceiling nice and high. Your wings could do with leisure, they look quite beat to me come in…
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butterfly and a the spider
you look like a butterfly that’s been trapped in a web with a spider approaching and soon to be dead but I see through your cover I see through that disguise although, it took me forever I now see through your lies now as I’m approaching you search through your mind you know that I’ve…
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Diary, July 27th, 2011 “The Norwegian Massacre “
Diary Entry Wednesday, July 27, 2011 “The Norwegian Massacre “ Just surfing the news of our little planet, and I find myself falling back on some of my core, basic beliefs. That have sustained me, kept me going, and keep me… sharp. The Norwegian massacre, with a lone gunman bombing and killing his way to…
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Cairo (work in progress)
She sat in the rattan chair in the corner of the restaurant bar. Beads of condensation slid down the heavy leaded crystal glass, leaving a tiny puddle of ripples on the mahogany table. This was not the first ring left on the table from an icy beverage. Closer inspection revealed many years of erosion at…
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Nursing Shoes
Nursing Shoes I bought a new pair of nursing shoes the other day. They are the brown slip-on variety that seems to be in vogue if you take fashion advice from a shuttle bus full of middle age women working twelve hour shifts. These shoes are a world different from my first pair of nursing…
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“What is it that you do? “
I have been a Recovery nurse for nine years. (Nine frickin’ years!) I never intended to be a Recovery Room nurse (of course I never really intended to be a nurse so…) I did my two year mandatory sentence on various med-surg floors then at the first opportunity I finagled my way into the OR.…
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