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By Sean Dempsey, 07/27/23 Near dusk, the old man sat at a weathered table in the back corner of a busy diner, fumbling awkwardly with metal tongs used to crack his lobster. There was a gentle buzz of conversation in the air all around. It was nearly impossible to distinguish one conversation from another without […]
Man’s Cage
To toil gives man purpose. His eyes glisten with fervor at the thought of work and career. Because he is distracted. Because he is caged. A caged man is unencumbered; he has his walls and his routine to keep him company. To keep him happy. To keep him sane. The hamster, too, is happy. His […]
Truth?
“Who are you?”Said Pooh to me.“I’m me,” said me to Pooh“Well, who is Pooh if you are ‘Me’?Who’s the one true Pooh?” “You’re Pooh!” said I“That’s true” laughed Pooh,“But what is true?” asked he. “What is true…?” mused Pooh. “The sky is blue” said me.“Yes, it’s blue” grinned Pooh“It’s true; I see, I see.” “I […]