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First time I saw a gray, “for real,” I was in the middle of a deep meditation, at a moment in my life when I also found myself to be, willingly, though perhaps less than consciously, a gypsy’s mark.
The second (and third and fourth…) time I saw a gray happened like this.
Riding to the Japanese [...]

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Ball Bearings and Appearances
Ms. Vlado is behind me. So are the Lams. I think.
I’ve been hearing for, like months now, how you can get shrooms in Japan. They’re legal, see. To purchase. As “botanical specimens.” They’re not legal to eat, just to buy. They’re for the looking only.
It’s sort of like how [...]

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I’m in high school and I’m in speech class. I’m supposed to give my five minute speech on a historical figure today, only, uncharacteristically for me, I have arrived utterly unprepared.  My procrastination binge the night before ended in a procrastination overdose straight into a deep, albeit short, night’s sleep.
So I’m up this morning, [...]

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Drinking a ginger ale at an old-man bar with my friend Z, he says:
“I’m walking through the neighborhood the other night, and there are a bunch of cops hanging out across the street from a nightclub. And I overhear one of the shorter cops standing in the middle of the group say, ‘You know, [...]

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M. showed me the first Jesus when I visited about a year ago. It was down in the basement, in his sanctuary: the room where his guitars and amp live, the electricity coursing through the plug serving its function as eternal fire.
He’s got the Jesus taped up on the wall and he takes [...]

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That’s the dream I had a few nights ago.  Rather, that’s all I remember of the dream, the one moment before waking.
I’m standing in front of a large store display of white candles with an image of the Virgin Mary floating above the ocean painted on each one.
Well, I came across an image in Brooklyn [...]

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The gods, likening themselves to all kinds of strangers, go in various disguises from city to city, observing the wrongdoing and the righteousness of men.

–Homer

That took longer than I expected. Figured I’d just get myself a little detoxifying tea at the local organic deli. In and out and then off to the A [...]

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Not too long after discovering Freeman Fly, I found Kent Daniel Bentkowski’s work at The Kentroversy Papers. The first things I read that engaged my attention concerned education, since he cited educator John Taylor Gatto, a man whose research on and experience within the “educational” system in the U.S. has influenced me greatly. [...]

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Here we go again.
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You find yourself at John Jay College on a Saturday. You’re in a classroom filled with elderly white men, a few women, and some young, black teenagers. A man with the build of a retired linebacker gone soft plays three audio-tapes in succession. One is a speech by [...]

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