a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy

meanderings by rm dustin

This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...

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Name: RM Dustin
Location: Pugetropolis North

I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.

4/25/04

One Long-ass Sentence...



Mortality lurking beneath the surface, suddenly breaching the membrane invincible, unannounced without absolutes and guarantees, rendering the struggle of preparing for every contingency plan, risk management ploy, and insurance implement pointless because the future is unpredictable and quality of life becomes different for every crossroad encountered leaving spirituality to become the result of the knowledge that all that matters is full awareness of the moment and the process, the journey, the healing element where the work is primary and the end result from that point on... a self-fulfilling prophesy.

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