Monthly Archives: June 2011

Nothing

I feel like a satellite That has spun out of orbit Hurtling away into nothingness. I am begging the Universe: Bring me a gun, Bring me a bullet, Bring me peace. Nothing.

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Credo

Don’t judge me for what I’m not. Honor me for what I am. Understand me for what I’ve been. Join me for what I will become. – Pamela Cole, 2011    

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Sitting on the Dock of the Bay

                  My sentiments exactly, courtesy of Otis Redding: Sittin’ in the mornin’ sun. I’ll be sitting when the evening come. Watching the ships roll in. And then I watch ’em roll away … Continue reading

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