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Don't Jump!

A sign telling people not to jump from the Golden Gate Bridge. We see San Francisco in the distance framed by the girders of the bridge. The bridge is not a golden color, but an orange color. The sign is blue and says: Crisis Councelling, there is hope. Make the Call. and then, within a rectangle: The consequences of jumping from this bridge are fatal and tragic. Below this sing there is a phone. The phone does not show up in the picture.© 2006, 2011, 2012 APC APC

Politics for Poets

Wake up!

I wrote two essays about topics in the news and thought better of it before I posted it. So I didn't post it. I may still but it seems fruitless right now, given the charged and battle-ready way some Internet maniacs are these days.

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I think I've blogged enough today.

Life goes on.

March 1, 2012

~ OK Now.

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My fondest recollections she quips were fonder still when I didn't remember. Ha Ha Ha she laughs. I love her though she is insane in love with someone else who she can never have just like me.

Walking outside the lines he sees out beyond the factories fishermen in the rain. out beyond his fantasies what he neither knows nor sees out there in the rain. out side the bounds of limited fear where he really uses his ear to hear. out there in the rain.

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