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Author Archives: John Swinburn
One Hundred Ninety
Fear is the springboard for hatred. Even hatred that emerges from bravado is a response to deep, uncontrollable fear. Racism and homophobia are but two examples of fear-based hatred. The terror that gives rise to such hatred is evidence of extraordinary feelings … Continue reading
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Steam
I admit it. I am intolerant of raw stupidity, stupidity fueled by emotional reactions to issues that require intellect for understanding. Were I more understanding, I might grasp that emotional responses are the only ones available to some people; I … Continue reading
Posted in Emotion, Empathy, Intellect, Rant
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One Hundred Eighty-Nine
The world whispers about all its secrets. Only those who listen intently hear them.
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Tough Days
Yesterday was a tough day, as I learned from a friend that she was afraid her husband, also a friend, might be dying. Just a few days ago, he was taken from the rehab center where he is undergoing physical … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Death, Friendship, Health
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Sisyphus
At once hopeful and despairing, this life—this life of chaos and serenity in the void of space—is a strange place to live. We watch centuries go by with advancements that would astonish the god we so fervently wish for, yet … Continue reading
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One Hundred Eighty-Eight
I suspect that, at some point in the not-too-distant future, life forms will be capable of changing as quickly as the technologies created by humankind. For example, the evolution of exceptionally efficient biological filters might take place to replace the already extraordinary, … Continue reading
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Commitment to Write
I committed to myself that I would write at least two posts on this blog every day this year. So far, I have fulfilled the commitment. It is not always easy. Some days, I’ve posted only short bursts of words here, opting to … Continue reading
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One Hundred Eighty-Seven
The effort required to present a positive facade can drain what little energy is left. A tank of gas, a power bar and a thermos full of coffee can restore that lost spark.
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Only So Far…
The difference between fear and terror is one of intensity and effect. Fear is authoritative. Terror is dominant. Fear generates a response. Terror triggers panic. Fear leads to action. Terror results in paralysis. Consider, as well, the difference between liking and loving. … Continue reading
Posted in Just Thinking, Language
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One Hundred Eighty-Six
Let’s suppose a celebrated trio of well-known scientists—a psychiatrist, a sociologist, and a physicist—jointly create a spectacularly powerful substance that, when administered to humans in aerosol form, makes people extremely susceptible to suggestion. Let’s further suppose this trio develops a … Continue reading
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Physicsal Education
There is something to physics, after all. It’s not just a mystical web of mathematical equations used to describe the nature of matter and energy and the interaction between them. It’s actually an elegant framework for understanding the universe and … Continue reading
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One Hundred Eighty-Five
Much is said about symmetry, but little about the divide between symmetry and satisfaction. We need a little chaos in our lives to appreciate perfect circles and dodecahedrons. That having been said, I was mesmerized yesterday when I stumbled across an … Continue reading
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Surgical Misstep
Camber Morton’s head rested on a cushioned metal circle, exposing the back side through the circle. He fidgeted while the anesthesiologist adjusted the gadget affixed high up on the back side of his shaved head. A nurse had taped his eyes shut … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Writing
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One Hundred Eighty-Four
When the decision is reached, heads bow and children whimper. “This is the end times, my friends,” the old man proclaims, “the end of days as prophesied in the Bible.” Granger, the multi-lingual bullfrog, watches it play out with a … Continue reading
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Hatred
One would think writing about hate an easy task, given the abundance of hate on display online, in newspaper articles, in parades, and flowing from the pens of state supreme courts. But it is not easy, because to write about it … Continue reading
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One Hundred Eighty-Three
Some words you spoke to someone who found themselves in a dark, painful place erased the worst of the pain and made bearable that person’s next moments. You may not remember what those words were, nor to whom they were spoken. … Continue reading
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Protector
Hearing the door rattle, Little Darby Tiptoe lifted his head and sat perfectly still. When it rattled again and he heard the groan of the hook and eye latch, straining to hold the door shut, he sprang to his feet … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Writing
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One Hundred Eighty-Two
Distant thunder is a secretive sound. It hides its location, but warns me with its powerful growl, like a protective dog baring its teeth if I get too close.
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Still Endangered
With David’s foot tucked back safely in his flip-flop, it was Lisa’s turn to misbehave. She slipped the sandal off her right foot, reached under the table with her leg toward David’s leg, and brushed her foot lightly against the side … Continue reading
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One Hundred Eighty-One
If you wake up each day and require yourself to express appreciation for people you don’t know, it won’t be long before you start actually appreciating them. And it can go on from there.
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Endangered
David’s habit of inelegant dress annoyed Lisa Benther. Shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops were fine for the beach but were entirely unsuitable for wearing to lunch. Yet, there he was, sitting across the table from her at Kangaroo, one of … Continue reading
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One Hundred Eighty
Sharing the person you are, way down deep, is fraught with danger. Once you reveal that hidden man with all his flaws, you cannot undo the revelation. So, be careful. Flaws can sharpen claws and give justification to the unjustified.
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Climbing
I left the house at 4:30 a.m., slipping into the dark garage as quietly as I could so as not to wake my daughter’s dog, Winchester. When Winchester is awakened before his natural time to shake off the night’s sleep, … Continue reading
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One Hundred Seventy-Nine
Today is a good day. It’s my wife’s birthday, a day to celebrate! And we shall.
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And on other matters…
It seems one of my favorite phrases, “slogging through the porridge,” belongs only to me. I have used it only once in my blog (that I can find), but it escapes my lips in conversation not infrequently and it has … Continue reading
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