Archive for August, 2004

It’s A Style Statement

Sunday, August 29th, 2004

In our supposedly nonjudgmental, acceptance-valuing culture, control-freak style mavens are all over TV, telling people what’s wrong with them, and audiences eat it up. What gladiators were to ancient Rome, makeovers are to us today: bloody spectacles for the masses to watch the abject fight for their lives. The slaves of yore are now women […]

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Sunday, August 29th, 2004

Touch memory’s face as it basks in downy light, shielded from time’s whim. “Let It Last…” by Sergey Lysak ©2003 /

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A Torch On My Path

Saturday, August 28th, 2004

If anyone strikes my heart, it does not break, but it bursts, and the flame coming out of it becomes a torch on my path. –Gayan: Gamakas Hazrat Pir-o-Murshid ‘Inayat Khan In my previous post I joked about how bourgeois I’ve become. For many years I struggled financially, working at meager-wage jobs while getting my […]

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