Writers Harbor

Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • Honesty

    I brushed some specks of dust from my police uniform, straightened my regulation tie in the mirror, then turned and walked downstairs. “Morning, Darling,” I said as I entered the kitchen and headed for the coffee percolator. Sergeant John Darling looked up from some paperwork he had been studying, took a swig from the steaming…

  • JUST WALKING IN THE RAIN

    Today was a beautiful sunny day with no clouds on the blue sky the weather was perfect we were sitting on the patios sipping tea – it was shortly in the afternoon when all of a sudden a black cloud appeared on the sky and all I could see was the lightning. There was a…

  • A Simple Act Of Kindness

    A SIMPLE ACT OF KINDNESS “I cannot make a difference “ we hear that said often each day however, no one suggested to changing the World in a very simple way with just one smile or a kind deed yes, change the World, this may. It matters not the size of one or a beauty…

  • Sugarloaf Mountain

    SUGARLOAF MOUNTAIN

  • Contemplation

    Last week of May 2008, it is almost gone – one more day With June on its way. Time flies, children grow. People share joy, Happiness and sadness. Life goes on. The hands of time never stop soon another month, and then another year will be over. Time is like a river flowing day by…

  • Diary (2) “Suspects jailed in LSU killings “

    DIARY (2) “Suspects jailed in LSU killings “ 5/24/2008 “Suspects jailed in LSU killings “. The Louisiana paper screamed the headlines. I sighed with relief. That particular murder had shocked even me. I’ve been around the block, Worked a few years in the Law Enforcement field, traveled and worked around the world, and I’ve seen…

  • Diary (1) “Over the waves, alone “

    5/23/2008 Diary (1) “Over the waves, alone “ 500 feet… I can’t go much higher. I’d like to, but the clouds are too low. And the visibility sucks… I’m required to have three miles. As per operations manual specifications. Have I got that? Maybe. Just. It’s only marginal, though. And it’s hazy as hell. The…

  • RIDERS OF THE STORM

    I am like a strong tree with deep roots and branches my arms extended in prayer toward Heaven have weathered storms before Survived a few hurricanes that bombarded my shore. All those I have loved Wanted to hang onto me my branches were strong. However, I am not feeling so strong anymore I am tired…

  • Ugly Punch

    Ugly Punch hazing from the sunrise, for its eyeing me, and unfriendly doing so… why, did I take that much; knowing today would surely offer only more ugly punch 5-2-08

  • Have a Heart

    Have a Heart don’t go makin’ problems, so what if he shot your poor dog, then punched-out your ol’ ill mother, after burnin’ down your place… don’t you have a heart for those criminally insane 5-4-08 Last edited by James K. Blaylock on May 10, 2008, 8:21 am

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