intrinsickness

the Intrinsickness

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Zombie Life

You know what’s happening, that’s the hard part. You’ve seen it hit so many other people, and the symptoms are so well known and hard to ignore. The fever, the pale skin, the cloudy eyes. And then there’s the unbelievable craving for brains. I don’t know what’s up with that. It’s not like they’re some sort of gourmet masterpiece of culinary delight. Honestly they make me kind of nauseous. It’s a…

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There’s lots of monuments that represent Santa Cruz, like the Boardwalk with its Giant Dipper, or the Municipal Wharf, or even the Harbor. But nothing says Santa Cruz like the lighthouse at Lighthouse Point. Home of the world famous surf break known as Steamer Lane, the Mark Abbott Memorial Lighthouse now contains a surf museum.

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Lighthouse Point There’s lots of monuments that represent Santa Cruz, like the Boardwalk with its Giant Dipper, or the…

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Saint Lucy

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Blessed by Brugmansia. Taken in Santa Cruz, CA.

In almost every depiction I’ve seen Saint Lucy is carrying a feather quill, and I was hoping she was the patron saint of writers or something cool. Turns out she was just a virgin killed by pagans in Sicily.

The patron saint of virgins? No not even that. The patron saint of eye disorders. Eye disorders? What kind…

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the what

I’d like to talk about what.

What does what mean? What is a question. What is an action. What is that thing you can’t remember. What is what I’m trying to say. Do you know what I’m saying? That’s not what I meant.

What I meant was… What was I thinking? What is the point? What the bloody hell? What is supposed to happen? What’s the next step? What am I doing here? What can I do to help? WTF?…

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Running Late

Doc Brody was late for the appointment, which had clearly been made for high noon. He had personally requested my promptness. “Don’t be late,” he said. How unprofessional. How inconsiderate. Was his time was more valuable?  What kind of outlaw was he?

Who shows up late for a gun fight?

Six Gun City (by Carolinadoug on Flickr)

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Justice

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Justice found him in the form of a posse. Shotguns, six shooters, extra rope. They followed the trail of bodies and broken hearts across the countryside.

The sheriff looked into his only eye and asked if he had any last words. He shook his enormous head.

The noose barely fit.

Get a Rope! (by mlhradio on Flickr)

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The Test

The lecture diverged to the subject of taking personal responsibility for your actions and making decisions that considered others. The art of thoughtful action.

A hand rose in the back of the classroom. “Mr. Peabody, will we be tested on  this?”

“Every single day for the rest of your lives.”

Question (by Clarkston SCAMP)

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Hating Life

His life filled with words he hated. Radiation. Chemotherapy. Inoperable. Cancer.

He hated that everything should be compromised to have a chance.

He hated that everybody told him how sorry they were, like it was their fault somehow.

Above all, he hated that what he really wanted was another cigarette.

Smoke (by Ferran.)

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Bird Seed

The box read bird seed on the side. “But dad,” I said, “we don’t even have a bird feeder.”

“We don’t need one son,” he told me. “This is the kind of bird seed you plant in the ground.” I didn’t know what he meant, and he could probably tell from my blank expression. “We will grow birds from the Earth. Who needs a bird feeder?”

I was sure my father had gone crazy, that he had finally blown the…

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Letter to My Future Self

Letter to My Future Self

Greetings to me in the future.

I am writing you this letter to relate to you a peculiar happening and also provide a reminder of the utmost importance to you.  The happening occurred recently, and I am only relating it to you now because you play an integral role in its passage despite my current ignorance of the exact methodology. Of course you probably already know this, and if I think on this…

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