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Original Poem: As Viewed By Descendant

What is seen with baby eyes? Perhaps it’s sprouting sights unknown, Dressed in mops and donned with suits. Then forgotten fragrance upon which spilled Gets bumped whenever starry sky’s are held, Fraught until the end we sort; gathered, As if tortured tinder doused in rain, Shivering by night, but held so close (Those baby hands…

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An Epistle About Parenting

Just a follow-up to our discussion on parenting, which I really liked; needless to say, it’s a subject that I’m consumed with at the moment. I wanted to send along a link to a blog post I wrote on authoritarianism in parenting, and a link to the book I was telling you all about, Parent…

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Spirit Is More Solid Than Ice

“Listen carefully, then. It is a widespread misunderstanding that Spirit is a thing that is more ‘airy’ than vapor. On the contrary. Spirit is more solid than ice.” “That never occurred to me.” “And now I’ll tell you a story. Once upon a time there was a man who didn’t believe in angels. One day,…

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