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The Illusion of Tomorrows — Sigurd – 10/13/2015

The Illusion Of Tomorrows Tuesday 13 October 2015 I intended to write about the shit-storm occurring here in the good ol’ USofA this past week about gods, guns and bullets, but upon further thought realized enough words have been dedicated … Continue reading

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On the Importance of Being Sigurd — Sigurd – 10/6/2015

On The Importance of Being Sigurd Tuesday 29 September 2015 I began writing with the hope of better understanding myself, to dig deep into secrets I wear buttoned tight around me, like a cold weather garment. Over the decades I … Continue reading

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Times Passes – Memories are Forever — Sigurd – 9/29/2015

Time Passes—Memories Are Forever Tuesday 29 September 2015 “…you stand with the belligerent, the surly and the badly behaved until bad behavior is recognized for the language it is: Vocabulary of the deeply wounded and those whose burdens are more … Continue reading

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Home Again, Home Again, Zippity-Dee

Home Again, Home Again, Zippity-Dee 22 September 2015 Sweet Grecy sings as she sorts out the disarray that occurred in her absence. Her voice is pure and uninhibited, as was my mother’s. The sound of it lifts my spirits and … Continue reading

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Of Death & Dying — Sigurd – 9/15/2015

Of Death & Dying Tuesday, 15 September 2015 It is early—just past daybreak. Hummingbirds are already dinning at the feeder hanging from the gazebo. I love the thrumming sound of their wings. A slight rain is falling. It is a … Continue reading

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What Then Must We Do? — Sigurd – 9/8/2015

What Then Must We Do? 08 September 2015 I spent most of my life engaged in some aspect of warfare. I fought in a war that lasted over a decade, which ruined many of my generation. Our nation’s longest war … Continue reading

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The Sometimes Lonesome Lovesick Blues — Sigurd – 9/1/2015

The Sometimes Lonesome Love Sick Blues Tuesday 01 September 2015 Sweet Grecy called last night, as she does every night when away. She asked if it would be a problem for her to stay in the Philippines an additional week. … Continue reading

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