I do not consume, I create. I do not absorb, I radiate.
Gfeller Casemakers Moleskine Leather Cover Review
I carry my Moleskine Pocket Sketchbook with me every day, and by the time I am done filling the notebook and move on to the next, I have usually stuffed it full with clippings, curled pages, photos and other detritus of life. The binding is swollen from all that extra...
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Kaweco Brass Sport Fountain Pen Review
The Kaweco Brass Sport Pen, is the first of the sport line of pens that Kaweco makes, that I have been interested in. As a rule I don't consider plastic or resin a durable enough material for a pen that I would keep bouncing around in my pocket for years and years....
read moreMoments To Reflect
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me, Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined, The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
read moreWisdom Comes Slowly
Albert Einstein I recently read the biography of Albert Einstein by Walter Isaacson for the second time, Einstein has fascinated me ever since I went through a course on physics: his ideas captivated me then, and have stayed with me ever since. Einstein was more apt...
read moreRevolutionary $5 Computer: Raspberry Pi Zero
The New Raspberry Pi Zero. The Raspberry Pi foundation has released the new Pi Zero, which comes in at an absolutely amazing $5 price. They are of course totally sold out so I can't get my paws on one yet, but even so I know this is going to be amazing. I was excited...
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Forget Me Not – 1918
Forget Me Not 1918 These pressed flowers were in a book I bought many years ago at a garage sale. I have kept the worm eaten book and these flowers for many years because they are special. I don't know the story, I don't know if this was a funeral bouquet for a fallen...
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Ink Cuneiform
This is my Cuneiform Epitaph. Scratches on clay the remnants of lives, tiny sparks that winked brightly and then went out; time consuming the present moment by moment, Langoliers following closely behind, watching for scraps and pouncing on wasted time. When flesh...
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An Offering Of Pearlescent Debris
Sawgrass riptide, silicate crystals smeared across my toes, the pressed down deepened holes in the burning white, where I run down to the harder pressed darker expanse of shallow sea. There are gulls on the edges vision, screeching, diving, salty spray of...
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A Poem For Summer.
I put a poem in the inside of every new moleskine I buy. I put this poem from Tennyson in the moleskine I used for the most chaotic, upsetting and exciting year of my life. (4-2014 to 3-2015) An incredible number of things happened to me and my family during that...
read moreLittle Rivers – Henry Van Dyke [Book Review]
I saw an old red leather bound book in the .25 section of a local Book sellers' rack. The published date was 1907, and the title: Little Rivers by Henry Van Dyke. It was in rough shape, the edges were torn, the cover was held on with a rubber band. It was a small...
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