Archive for June, 2013
Mined Over Matter
June 24th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
“What happens when you send an atheist to interview a faith healer? You tell me – I can’t watch.”
The house bearing the address I was given is a drab, neglected ranch, the yard littered with assorted dingy vehicles, tarp draped filing cabinets, and abandoned appliances in various states of repair. It is the kind of yard from which vicious dogs leap, not the manicured, peaceful zen garden of a new-age professional.
I exit my vehicle tentative with caution.
What the hell am I doing here? I hate this kind of thing; meeting new people is bad enough but interviewing them for an article in a spiritual newsletter is even worse. When I took the job as webmaster for the local, new-age bookstore, I never intended to have to pay this much lip service to the dizzying array of beliefs that are the store’s bread and butter. I’m a total skeptic, an unrepentant atheist, yet here I am, about to interview what amounts to a new-age faith healer.
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Why I Quit Facebook
(for less than a month)
June 17th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
#35 At the Bunkers
June 13th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
Fort Worden State Park, Port Townsend, WA.
Usually, I hate graffiti. In that vein, I’m not all that thrilled with this – it’s not about the art, it’s about the placement. I have the same issue with tattoos.
In any case, I liked the execution of this, if not the location of the canvas.
I Never Graduated …
June 10th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
I never graduated from preschool. I never graduated from kindergarten. I didn’t graduate from any of the elementary school grades.
Back when and where I went to school, after your sixth grade year, you attended “junior high school,” not “middle school.” I made the transition from grade school to junior high but … I didn’t graduate.
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The Corey Fire Hydrant
June 6th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
The Worms
June 3rd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
“Esther discovers a worm on an old, hated quilt … and then the world.”
The Worms first entered into what you and I would think of as reality through a quasar catalogued as 3C 279. Quasar 3C 279 does not exist for this purpose nor had it been used so prior; it was just handy at the time.
A mere handful of pinkish-gray, banded, larval forms, no more than two centimeters in length, The Worms are more appropriately referred to in the singular for, despite the apparent lack of connection between bodies, “they” are “it” far more than “it” is “they”.
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