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Fading of the Drums

    There have been a few videos that have been on my mind for a while.  One of them at the below link is of a haka from a wedding.     https://youtu.be/lhhedH6wK6I   The other is a video of a drum line from a Dia de los Muertos parade found on Ed Calderon’s Instagram page.    https://www.instagram.com/p/CG-hutQBMln/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link   Not only is the video really cool, but when I read the post associated with it, something inside of me clicked.  It is the loss of past, of the disconnection to identity.  In the post he writes,  “… Our tribal songs where taken, our gods renamed, our weapons confiscated and some of us where even put in chains, be it of the mind or of the body.”    It moved me in an unexpected way and feelings of frustrations/curiosities/loneliness that seemed disconnected started to form into some emotional Pangea.  It was as if all of the root cause of my doubt,...
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The Devil Dancing on a Pin

  Pinterest is the Devil.     There it is.  I said it.  I mean it too.   Pinterest is absolute the crux of evil.  Don’t believe me?  Well, let me just tell you.  First though we are going to reminisce a bit.   We are going to recall a time when people were concerned that airbrushing pictures in magazines was going to ruin the self-esteem of young ladies in an impressionable period of their lives.  We are going to think back to all the experts that spoke to the irreparable damage that putting a fake and completely unattainable image of beauty was going to do to society.  People would be less attracted to others that did not resemble the new unrealistic standard of physical beauty.  Those same people then would develop a crushing dislike of themselves due to their inability to have those airbrushed looks.  It was a horrible, horrible thing!   Do you remember those times?...
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What's In a Name?

Okay, so what is this name thing all about?   Fallibility: Personified  what does that even mean? Actually, it is based on something that my Dad said to me as a kid.  See my Dad and I were not really close.  It is possible that when I was really young, we were tight, but as I aged the gap just continued to widen.  It is a shame and quite honestly, I am mostly to blame.  I was an absolute shit as a kid.   Shocker, huh!   Now, many people may feel that I am still in that stage, but I am working my way out.   I lied, cheated, stole.  Pretty much you name it and I did it.  There were drugs, nothing too hard, but plenty of it.  Drinking quite a bit and there was plenty of sex as well.  In fact, that was some of the most astonishing.  Having your dad walk in on you and your girl on top of the covers is quite an impactful event.  At th...
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David and Goliath

I used to fully buy into the common belief regarding David and Goliath.  You know, that a small weak person can overcome overwhelming odds and obstacles if you have enough faith.   That it was merely David’s faith in God that gave him the hutzpah to walk out in front of the Israelite Army and face the Philistine’s champion.  It was his faith in God that lead him to pick up a stone, use his sling to accurately zing it at Goliath’s un-helmeted head, and then to walk over pick up Goliath’s sword and cut Goliath’s head off.   Faith.  Faith in a true God.  That’s it, just faith.  Nonsense I say.   Sure, faith played a part and God played a part, but I think the story is a bit different.  I think a key bit of information is commonly ignored. I think the truth is obscured in favor of a story that makes people feel good inside and reinforce an unproductive mentality.  “With fait...
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Tan Lines

Post number two and we are going deep!! This is a tough post to write.   I am torn as I really want to get this on paper before the memory fades away but it is a challenge to share the content!  As you will shortly see, at face value it is a bit embarrassing but sometimes you need a little bit of a shock to spring you into action and a shock I did receive.   For the past few weeks I have been trying to process a really odd but somewhat insightful dream that I had.  Not only was the content and some of the insights odd but the mere fact that I remember the dream itself was out of the ordinary.   See it is rare for me to remember my dreams.  It is rare to the point that over the past decade I could count on one hand the number of recalled dreams that I have had.  Now according to the psychic that I recently gave ten dollars to, this is due to a spiritual blockage of my third eye, but I digress. ...
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Goat Leche

                                                     maximili—Getty Images/iStockphoto There are not many things, consumption-wise, that I absolutely abhor, but goat cheese is one of them.     I have a superhuman ability to smell it from across the room and it generally gets the salivary glands in the back of my mouth working overdrive.  I'm sure you know what I am referring to.  It is that "Oh Shit!" flavor you get just prior to executing your best Linda Blair impersonation.  It's sour-funkiness ruins everything that it touches and the fact that it tries to pass itself off as its delicious cousin Feta is an absolute crime.  Feta --> Mo Betta  I had written off the goat as an unfortunate animal whose very essence permanently barred it from the honor of being a tasty dish I would consume.  My p...
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