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I knew that.

Thank you.

Peace,
Barry

Thank you.

Peace,
Barry

Thank you.

Peace,
Barry

Thank you.

Peace,
Barry

Thank you.

Peace,
Barry

My doors always open

My windows, too


Peace,
Barry

The darkness that began to consume my soul on that day, when you wrapped your fingers round hers on the hilt of the knife, and together the two of you enacted my betrayal, the final, fateful stabbing in the back that would fully and completely undo me for all time – that darkness seems it will never...

The very best woman on Earth
has just enough narcissism.
The very worst, too much.

This is true for man, as well.


Peace,
Barry

The biggest and worst egoists
in the world
are those that tell you
to annihilate your own ego.

Because if you kill your's,
while they keep their's alive,
they end up stronger,
and you weaker.

Or so they think.


Peace,
Barry

Yeah, things have changed and are changin', all right. Catch the irony in this pic? Remember back in the sixties, when some of the young folk wore american flag clothes? That old guy with the shirt was probably what then? 35? Something like that? Do you think back then he was one of the dudes who sa...

Thanks for what amounts to a major compliment. Rather than attempt humility and call it undeserved, I'll just say, "Thanks. It's always nice to hear that."

For years now I've seen a t-shirt in my head...red shirt...Kesey's face on the front, printed in white from like an old grainy photograph, maybe some black or grey for shading...above his head, "As deep into the past as my history goes..."...below his chest, "...into the future my love goes furthur....

In a large vat half-filled with guilt and three drops of optimism combine unequal portions: 1.) false threats 2.) broken promises 3.) lies 4.) regret (all tinctured with good intentions) Heat and stir continuously until a glassy skin forms on the surface. Remove from heat. Let cool. Lie down. Get so...

cast up on a beach
short of breath
from warm soft dark wetness
to cold hard dry light

I been watchin' the Superbowl for the commercials since I was a kid. They're some of the best (or worst, if that's your take) commercials you'll ever see, movie-size budgets and crews working on 'em all year long. Remember the 1984 Apple commercial where a young woman comes running into the dim audi...