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here’s my whack at the 2004 survey being passed around…

autobiography in minature

i am all men and no man floating through space and time looking to connect with those who want to connect to know another human being in this desolate soul sucking society we call civilization…gone are the shackles but slaves we still are…how clever…do you deny it? i deny it... Read More

White Sheets

My soul is wrapped in conformity Trapped between your white sheets and warm pillows We talk of time and things dear Your breast half exposed untouched but dreadfully near How many times has the dawn whispered my name Taunting, teasing, tempting me away From the comfort Of your conformity I... Read More

Seasons Greetings

Another Christmas has come and gone. I hope all of you out there who read my words have had an outstanding holiday regardless of your faith or beliefs. I hope the festiveness of the season has at least brought some of us closer together even if we don’t know why.... Read More

My Fate Confirmed

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!Here is how you matched up against all the levels: Level Score Purgatory (Repenting Believers) Moderate Level 1 – Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) Very Low Level 2 (Lustful) Extreme Level 3 (Gluttonous) Low Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) Low... Read More

Row Across the Atlantic

I may have an opportunity to join a 4-man crew who will attempt to break the world record for fastest rowing time across the Atlantic. This is the kind of adventure/challenge I dream about. And like all adventures, the fears, doubts and obstacles can begin to look insurmountable. Family and... Read More

On a Pale Horse

On a Pale Horse (notes) I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the Earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beast of... Read More

The Early Years

I trace a line in the sand, my footsteps upon time. Fade in. My Life – The early years 1968 -1976 born Beth Israel Hospital, play time, newark nj, almost lose my eye, eat sand, father away on a ship, man shot in front of me bleeding stripped to his... Read More

Try This One

1. Grab the nearest book. 2. Open the book to page 123. 3. Find the fifth sentence. 4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions. 5. Don’t search around and look for the “coolest” book you can find. Do what’s actually next to you.... Read More

Ho Hum

I felt a bit odd today like I was here but not here. I did manage to open an online trading account which I’ve been threatening to do for a couple of weeks now, and I’ve also started tracking the FTSE 100 again for future options trading. I spent the... Read More

Chill Factor

I had a pretty chilled out weekend. I slept off a few beers from my nite out on Friday with the old gang from HSBC. Saturday I spent clearing the massive piles of accumlated junk from my room/office that had significance at the time I collected, but some how has... Read More

Notes from Mallorca Part IV

My last installment on the Mallorca trip… There were two hightlights from the trip. One was the absolutely terrific view from the Puig Massenella. The other was meeting Margherita or Marga as her friends and family call her. Margherita is Antonio’s daughter. He wanted me to meet her and so... Read More

Notes from Mallorca Part III

I set out on day two to explore some of the possible mountain trails we might use for our program. Unfortunately the weather wasn’t really conducive to mountain navigation at least not for exploring new ground. The rain, the low cloud cover and fog would make for some challenging navigation.... Read More

Notes from Mallorca Part II

I parked the car in the first parking space I could find. I think better on foot, plus I didn’t want to end up parked in the back of someone’s trunk. I randomly walked down a side street. There happened to be a hotel on this very block, but to... Read More

Notes from Mallorca Part I

I came to Mallorca to do research for a new place to run the Ascent Experience. As I was alone on this trip, I would also have time to mull over the question of purpose. Pete had opened the door to this inner journey earlier in the week. And now... Read More