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The Lost Journals: Chapter One – Pg. 7


Santa Monica, CA Linda Borra Conaughey 2/7/1995 – Journal Entry One My only comfort is the companionship of my sorrow. It has been five years since he passed and also five years since I have painted. My hands ache for … Continue reading

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A Day in the Life of OM


Many people have asked when I sleep… or if I even sleep. I thought I would give you a glimpse of a normal day for me. 01:30 – I get off work and try to quietly sneak into the house … Continue reading

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Blogging: They aren’t coming back…


I often tell you that I don’t count on return visits from my followers. I want to share with you a stat image that will further highlight this fact. You will notice from my graph that there are definite times … Continue reading

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Wannabe Saints and Angels


I see wannabe saints everywhere. People are so quick to say “well if I had this or that I would do this or that.” It is very easy to speculate about what we would do if we had someone else’s … Continue reading

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Different Paths


I view the world through a cascade of color. Prisms of light shine through the twin teardrops I have bred, but not yet given birth to. They hang upon my being and sway in a desperate attempt to not succumb … Continue reading

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Writing through the Tired


Tired and writing through the tired right now. There is something to be said if you can write even when you are exhausted. It takes a certain amount of dedication and drive in my opinion. I like to write when … Continue reading

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Start, Stop, Pause, Repeat – Death


They say that you are more likely to get in an auto accident within ten minutes of your home due to complacency. The most dangerous place in America is the four-way stop. It is the only time you can observe … Continue reading

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10 Things Not to Say to an Asian


Do your parents speak English? No, they kind of wave their arms around and point at things while grunting. So do you like eat rice every day? So do you like eat fat every day? When did you come to … Continue reading

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My Writing “Process”


Everyone else is writing “how to” articles so I decided I would write one as well. This is my “how to” process on writing blogs. Hopefully you find some helpful information here. I begin by putting on a plastic crown … Continue reading

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The Meeting – HarsH ReaLiTy


Confidential – Boardroom Transcription February 5th, 2014 Denver, Colorado Location: Top floor – Tower of Evil Confused: “What the hell happened? We said we were going to write on both blogs, but now we are only writing on the new one. … Continue reading

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Winter’s Night


She holds my hand and we step into a moment of our own. Nothing else matters, you share everything regardless of what type of emotion is being ingested at that given time. I feel that way about my wife and … Continue reading

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Airbrush


She uses her airbrush with ease. Wistfully erasing the imperfections she sees, the mistakes she knows others must observe. It is a sad kind of art that takes place here. Instead of adding to a masterpiece a portrait is created … Continue reading

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There is a hole in my pocket


There is a hole in my pocket. I dare not place anything of value within it. I wonder now what may have been already lost. Have I been giving to the world blindly and do inadvertent gifts of charity count … Continue reading

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My God


My God comforts me in the morning. He listens to me in the evening and whispers to me during the night. He calms me when I allow it. I ignore him often, but he does not seem to mind. Like … Continue reading

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Blogging without Rules


There are no rules for blogging except for the few defined by WordPress and Google in terms of interaction, spamming, and copyright. In fact all the “rules” you will see on SEO and Google relationships are many times wrong. Be … Continue reading

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Dead Snowmen


Someone left the bodies of a bunch of snowmen in my yard this morning. I think they are sending me a message. -OM

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The Daily Opinion – Connection


Do you remember life before the cell phone? How did we survive back then?

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Nameless but Important


I believe you are as important as you want to be. When I come to work I don’t get handshakes and head nods from the people that work during the day. All they see is a shadow, a nameless, hoody … Continue reading

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Personal


I close my eyes and the pain stops. For without reality there is no now and I am able to hover within a second… for a second. I sense every nerve in my body. They stand at attention and await … Continue reading

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The Photo


It was at the bottom of the box. And yet it felt as if it was placed there, not left. A hidden memory, waiting to become a new memory. It is a treasure more valuable than gold. It is faded, … Continue reading

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The Mirror


I stare at him. “You look tired,” I say. He stares back with scorn. The Korean death stare penetrates the glass. “Tired?” he scoffs, “Weak.” I glare back and mumble something incoherent. “What was that?” he snaps. “Nothing…,” I mumble … Continue reading

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The Library


This blog is my library; see the Roman style marble pillars lining the walls? Like a cathedral of knowledge, it awaits for any to enter. The knowledge held within these doors is not only my own, I see a different … Continue reading

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The Writer


He struggles; internally his emotions are a tangle as he sorts through the labyrinth of his own mind. On the outside he is calm, a placid lake. He chews his pen and contemplates his next piece. Like the artist, with … Continue reading

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Awaken


I stare at them and wonder, where do they go? What places have they seen, who do they know? I venture forth, a hermit from his cave. Thunder cracks above, the storm begins to rave. Nothing will keep me inside … Continue reading

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The Lost Journals: The Introduction – Pg. 3


Her name was Linda Conaughey and she is the one that wrote and compiled these journals chronologizing the lives of these people forever. It became clear why she did it upon completing all the books, but the interesting part was … Continue reading

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