DAILY PHOTO: Dhauligiri Shanti Stupa [Peace Pagoda]
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Sitting on cold, volcanic rock upon a stormy shore, Watching waves crash, hearing naught but wind, and crying for more in a scream that cannot be heard over nature's harsh din as I feel the snap of gusty wind, through cloth so thin that it can't hold back nature's force to draw the heat from bone, and, feeling under this black sky, I am now all alone.

I Macbeth believed the Witches 'cause they said what he wanted to hear. Then he jumped the gun because his ambition outstripped good sense and fear. II Hamlet thought he saw a ghost-dad, but realized he might just be nuts. Still, his uncle was schtupping his mom, about that there's no ands, ifs, or buts. III Oh, Romeo, your timing sucks - be it in breaking up a fight, or being too quick to put vile to lip when a pause would make timing right.
The other day I read that a man had pushed a person onto the tracks in front of an oncoming train. The week before that, I'd read in a book by Robin Ince that a person who -- having had a baby thrust into his hands -- has intrusive thoughts of throwing said baby out of the nearest window is [believe it, or not] the best person to ask to hold one's baby. The argument goes like this, the person having these intrusive thoughts is being intensely reminded by his or her unconscious mind that under no circumstances -- no matter what unexpected or unusual events should transpire -- is he to throw the baby out the window (or otherwise do anything injurious.) I've heard that, at some point, virtually everyone has some type of awkward intrusive thought such as the thought of pushing a stranger in front of a train. Most never do it, nor truly want to do it. Then this one time... someone did.
Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral by Phillis Wheatley
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