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the upside of insomnia | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. The upside of insomnia. If indeed there is anything at all good about having a sleep disorder, it’s that I’ve witnessed many glorious sunrises. From my rooftop, I recently photographed the sun’s ascent above the horizon as the full moon was setting. 8220;Sunrise with Cloud”. 8220;Dawn and Moonset”. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. National ...
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elucidating the bipolar experience | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. Elucidating the bipolar experience. The following paragraphs are from. All those incredible feelings to sort through. Who is being too polite to say what? What did I do? And most hauntingly, when will it happen again? Then, too, are the bitter reminders…. medicine to take, resent, forget, take, resent, and forget, but always ...Probabl...
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sky on fire | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. This slideshow requires JavaScript. A recent sunset as photographed from my rooftop. Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). 2 Comments to “sky on fire”. 7 October 2010 at 10:45 am. 7 October 2010 at 7:22 pm. Joe Bangles, eh? The madman is...
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inner voices | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. While the language I use here is deliberately non-clinical, my descriptions are subjectively accurate and true. Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Mike H...
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and then . . . | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. And then . . . Something unexpected happens to inject some pure, undiluted joy into my life. Leonardo and me at the Noir City 9 opening party. Photo by Mike Humbert). Friend and fellow historian Peter Field and me at Noir City 9. Photo by Mike Humbert). Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. People ...
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a visit with Serge | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. A visit with Serge. This post has been moved and incorporated into my story about Serge titled “Temple of the Heart’s Imagination”. On my history site. Up from the Deep. Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). 6 September 2010 at 3:58 pm.
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interior | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. This poem by J.C. Squires so perfectly and elegantly describes what happens inside my head, I wish I had written it. I and myself swore enmity. Alack,. Myself has tied my hands behind my back. Yielding, I know there’s no excuse in them. I was accomplice to the stratagem. Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Laquo; Previous P...
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interview on healthyplace | Dancing on Thin Ice
https://dancingonthinice.wordpress.com/2011/01/20/interview-healthyplace
Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. Sorry about the advertising at the beginning, but it only lasts for a minute or so. For some background about the interview, refer to Holly Gray’s post on the TV Show Blog Living With A Mental Illness Isn’t Always Living. Vodpod videos no longer available. Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). 22 January 2011 at 4:45 pm.
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casualty | Dancing on Thin Ice
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Dancing on Thin Ice. To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. R.W. Emerson. Dispossessed within the raging battlefield of my mind, hounded by thoughts and feelings over which I have no control: a casualty of my own psychosis. As to medication, I might as well be taking aspirin. It took me half an hour to write this. Note to the bean counters at Wellcare: go fuck yourselves. 3 Comments to “casualty”. To the poe...
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