Tag: guilt
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The Town I hate to love
Ever since my metaphoric disposal of a generic holiday town, I have to confess I have been beset with guilt. Did I succumb to the trap of judging without sufficient knowledge; judging without hearing the rebuttal; being trapped in a net of my own making? I suspect I may have been guilty of that not…
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Flutterbys
Perhaps we live our lives in parts, segments that seem distinct only in retrospect. But now that I consist of gnarled limbs and painted, fragile leaves already heavy with the luxury of years, I am allowed think of butterflies as ephemeral markers, unlikely bookmarks in my life. I’m not really sure when this idea took…
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Time Enough
Time, the faceless tyrant that rules our lives like an absentee landlord, is so abstract, so opaque, it is difficult to grasp. It is seeing through a glass, darkly if at all. Enslaving everything within its reach it is an impartial despot. Dispassionate in its all-embracing realm, we are each of us imprisoned and there is…