Apr
28
Cafe DeBarros.
Let us go then, you and I ...
Aug
31
Missing a gear …
Jul
1
Soul restoration at Emerald Isle, N.C.
May
11
“We have to go away and … and dream it all up again.”
Bono, end of U2’s “Rattle & Hum” tour
Feb
11
A new way to communicate in the office.
Feb
2
Data monkeys and a bear.
Dec
26
“
Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Dec
21
Comfort.
Sep
15
“Well, son, I’ll tell you:
Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
It’s had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I’se been a-climbin’ on,
And reachin’ landin’s,
And turnin’ corners,
And sometimes goin’ in the dark
Where there ain’t been no light.
So boy, don’t you turn back.
Don’t you set down on the steps
’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.
Don’t you fall now—
For I’se still goin’, honey,
I’se still climbin’,
And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.” Mother to Son, Langston Hughes
Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
It’s had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I’se been a-climbin’ on,
And reachin’ landin’s,
And turnin’ corners,
And sometimes goin’ in the dark
Where there ain’t been no light.
So boy, don’t you turn back.
Don’t you set down on the steps
’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.
Don’t you fall now—
For I’se still goin’, honey,
I’se still climbin’,
And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.” Mother to Son, Langston Hughes
Aug
1
“
When the snow falls
on endless winter faces
And the night goes on
for several hundred paces
I think of all you’ve done
to help me in my need
You taught me how to walk
across the endless sea
When the water falls
in sheets of frozen rain
And the puddles turn
to rivers of my shame
I think of all you’ve done
to help me in my need
You taught me how to walk
across the endless sea
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