ZOOM (A love story)
Zoom is a contagion. Everybody’s getting it.
Zoom is a contagion. Everybody’s getting it.
I let the cat out this morning. She never bolts out the door. She ponders the risk.
Is this pandemic an “act of God” as some claimed HIV/AIDS, Hurricane Katrina, and the Black Death were?
There actually is such a place. It’s just outside of Huntington on the Ohio River Road heading north.
I spent this past weekend in Huntington. I was asked to give a boost to the 50 some men and women working with Coalfield Development Corporation.
I’ve been looking for Jesus most of my life. Much to my surprise, the closer I got, the less there was. Like a mirage.
Before Jesus got converted into a white evangelical Republican, he was a child of Judaism, working for social justice. What happened?!
I saw “Joker” last week. Before the (sociopathic) “Joker” became Batman’s notorious nemesis, he was just Arthur Fleck. Arthur has a backstory.
This past Tuesday the Magical Mystery Tour bus came for my friend. I didn’t think it would arrive so soon. I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye.
We knew that any given greeting might be the last. Death was no stranger in that place.
Thanks to Old Scratch I’ll be posting a reflection on something I find remarkable in and around my world most every Sunday morning.
Read more about the devil’s role in my life in “This Little Light of Mine” under Let Love Arise in the menu bar.
There had to be a sequel to last week’s post: “Know thyself.” Here it is: “Love yourself.” Knowing is good. Loving is better.
“Know thyself” sounds like good advice until you try it and end up down a rabbit hole, or in a hall of mirrors.
I met a Brood X cicada who spoke English. She agreed to an interview with The Devil’s Gift.
An old friend wanted to go on a bike ride during my blog writing hours. Friend or not, I mustn't give in to temptation or my work will suffer.
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