Nonsense Society

Hey everyone, my short story Samsara was chosen to be posted on Chris Collins' website, nonsensesociety.com. Some of you may recognize his name from the documentary This Is Iraq. Anyway, the site is a creative collaboration of music, video, art, literature, etc. There's some great stuff there so go check it out, and submit something if you want!

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Because Ernie Said So

I've gotten a request to update the blog... sorry guys, I'm new to this!! I don't have any new stories to post, but I will dig through the archives and maybe pull out a poem, eh? ::10 minutes later:: Ok, I believe I've found one. It's called Parts For Cento. A cento is a poem that basically collages other lines of poems/stories/whatevers that are either yours, or someone else's. Enjoy. Parts for Cento My face is a map of the world- suffocate me all you need, I won’t breathe but it’s okay I trick myself into thinking that it's going to be different this time it’s always just shades of the same You hear she’s a beautiful girl No more words just the sound of resplendent tongues colliding.

My May Social Media Break

When I was in college I used to intentionally leave my phone in my dorm a few nights a week to go "off grid" and immerse myself with my friends. I refused to buy a smartphone until I graduated, and even then I was reluctant, because "I have a Nook, and an iPod and a computer, why do I need all that in my phone?" I'd say, as I slung my 40lb bag on my shoulder. Katy Bowman, my favorite guru on movement, and movement ecology, speaks to the idea that in "outsourcing" many of the things we do every day, we've lost intentionality, and the movements associated with those intentions. One example would be the invention of backup cameras in cars (except for mine, I'm still rocking that 2005 model). Before, you had to turn your head over your shoulder, look back, and scan the area. Now, you just need to look down at a screen. The movements in our cars are different than they used to be, and perhaps less involved. When I had a separate e-reader, musi...

Stages along the Path to Faith

If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things. - René Descartes Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, and the conviction of things not seen. - Hebrews 11:1 The words “Faith Hope Love” are painted on the wall next to my TV, and on the ceramic dish on my stove. “Hope” is written in the image of the bird above my dog’s bed; “Thank God” in the middle quote of a three-part series, and there is a painting of Hebrews 6:19 I commissioned my friend Jamie to illustrate with an anchor: “We have this hope as an anchor for the soul.” I’m not sure I believe in God. I collected these “faith reminders” over the past four years, roughly around the time my father passed away. Two years before that I tattooed an anchor on my ribs, an homage to hope being my anchor. This was nine months after my dad was diagnosed with brain cancer, and one year before I started therapy. One cool Tuesd...

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