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The morning after

The sky cried all night
Until there was nothing left
but the glint of stars

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I have come to a resolution myself as I hope every good citizen will, never again to purchase any article of foreign manufacture which can be had of American make be the difference of price what it may.

- Thomas Jefferson

I wonder what he would think of the high cost of low price nowadays and the current free trade agreements.

Robots have it easy.

Don’t you hate it when
A sappy throwaway song
Makes you teary eyed?

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Dear City Planners - Some ideas to make an awesome city

     Having been without a vehicle for a little bit, you notice things when you have to walk everywhere.  This city is not very pedestrian friendly.  First, we need more trash cans.  My husband and I regularly do our own street clean ups because we don’t like to see all the trash strewn about.  Basically people are selfish and inconsiderate, but you make it easy for them to be this way when there are no trash receptacles.  I walked about a mile and there was one small one at a bus stop and nothing else until you walked into a fast food restaurant.  The bulk of the trash is food containers, candy wrappers and empty drink bottles.  Perhaps if there were more frequent access to trash cans, people would use them.

    Did you know that the majority of trips driven by car in the US are under five miles?  This is easily done by bicycle.  However the roads are considerably unfriendly to bicycles.  Where I live there are some dedicated bike lanes, but people are still afraid to use them because of how people drive here.  It would be nice to have wider bike lanes and perhaps a little low curb to further separate them from the cars.

     The city is especially unfriendly to people in wheelchairs.  We saw a gentleman depart from a bus.  The bus was equipped to make it easy for him to get off, but he was basically trapped on the sidewalk for at least a quarter of a mile because of all the curbs.  We don’t necessarily have to make everything handicapped accessible, but universally accessible.  It would be nice for our cities to be accessible if you are young, old, using a cane, pushing a stroller, etc.

    South Florida is hot.  It would be awesome to have covered streets.  We could go green and have trellises with plants.  This would be nice for people that rely on public transportation.  It is really unpleasant to wait thirty minutes for a bus in the rain with no cover.  Not all the bus stops have shelter.  In fact more frequent buses would be fantastic. Also perhaps people would go out more if they could navigate their city in comfort.

Life’s funny. You have to find a way to keep going, to keep laughing,even after you realize that none of your dreams will come true. When you realize that, there’s still so much of a life to get through.
— The Woman Upstairs by Claire Messud

Hail to the Techogods

Warning unheeded

Cassandra still wails mutely

Progress unhindered

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Invisible?

No one misses worms
Until the soil turns barren
Bereft of their toil

All Aboard

Today I am taking the train
Speeding by glimpses of triumph and shame
Yachts and nice homes tucked out in back
I wonder if they feel tainted by the tracks
Lots of processing plants, cement and blocks
Street art from the sublime to the profane
False doorways await you, escape misery and the lame
Make sure you stay clear of the tracks
Our conductor’s forced pleasantries remind us of that
Four forlorn sleeping bags passed us by
I am uncertain if I should laugh or cry
It is time to leave

life support

Do the things you do
have meaning or are they just
placeholders? Life paused.

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What’s On Your Tombstone?

Rebel sunflowers
Turn instead to face the moon
Choosing their own path

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