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The Back Page is where the feet go up on the desk at the end of the day. It’s that good book with a mug of hot cocoa just before bed. It’s where we goof off after a hard day’s work. The Back Page is our blog.
“Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
Or stand under the trees in the woods,
Or talk […]
I want to cover a wall in words: painted, hand-written, and typed words. Not in my words, for words are never mine, but with the words that have sprung forth from the shedding ink in my hand. These things do not originate from me: nothing begins or ends with me.
People think faith and trust are synonymous. They are not. The thing that connects faith and trust is surrender. –Bill Smith, President and Founder of WhenEveryoneSurvives.org
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only […]
You may have already seen this, but here it is again for your viewing pleasure.
So it has been, so it must be, with this generation of Americans…today I say to you that the challenges of this nation are real…on this day we gather because we have chosen hope over fear…The time has come to […]
I’m in the process of moving to the home that my fiancee and I will eventually share. It’s part of what used to be a veterinary office, but has been converted to our apartment on one side and some kind of office or workshop on the other side that our landlords use. There are trees […]
“If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent rambling. You must write every single day of your life. You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books, and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one […]
“Tell me, Rabbit, how did you get so dirty?”
“I didn’t, Mother. The dirt got me.”
“Don’t get smart with me.”
“Would you rather I get dumb? I told you. The dirt got me. I was just scampering about, Mother. The dirt found me.”
“So you didn’t intentionally go find the dirt?”
“Mother, I plead with you. Just live. The […]
My guinea pig is very verbal, and he made funny little cooing sounds when he heard the noises coming from my computer when I went to this site.
Today’s lesson: It’s okay to be silly.
Sometimes the truth is
Not what you want it to be.
Is it ever what you expected?
No, probably not.
Are you okay with that?
Are we meant to create truth or
Are we meant to find it?
