# 191:

The real wealth of this life is time


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# 185:

In this information age, true understanding
requires us to go beyond generalization
and examine what is specific.



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# 159:

Disarm your enemies—laugh at them.


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# 157:

The secret of enlightenment:
It’s not what you think.



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# 131:

Kiss your dream sweetly or it will leave silently.


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# 117:

Being enlightened.
Knowing you’re not enlightened.
Pretty much the same thing.



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# 107:

It’s an ordinary poem in a gilded cage.


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# 226:

Knowing is remembering.
Experiencing is being.



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# 247:

All knowledge is based
on the amazing fact that we exist.



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Poetry Class


“Nothing beats an 18-year-old pair of hips.”

It’s from a poem. Her poem. That blond-haired girl in my college creative writing class, reading her poem out loud, a poem about her love of sex, of having sex, preferably with lean 18-year-old boys at the zenith of their sexual energies.


Within a few days of her recitation I noticed she began coming to class with the professor, a man not quite twice her age who evidently was quite willing to submit his hips to her critical assessment. 

Yes, they had definitely paired off, but unfortunately, the academic quarter came to an end before she had a chance to construct a poem about this new sexual experience.

But why should I let that fact limit my own imagination?

You Are Not My Daddy



Yes, you are not my daddy.
Yes, you are not my boyfriend.
Yes,
Yes,
Yes.

Oh my God,
Yes!

~ © Blond-haired College Girl

There’s nothing like a college education to expand one’s imagination.


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# 180:

We are a sales pitch nation.


~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 177:

Academic poets hide behind literary devices,
keeping a safe, intellectual distance
from what is intensely personal.



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# 211:

This Is The Age Of The Pure Self

Anarchy,
Not just for the dispossessed anymore,
It's catching on like wildfire,
A fad,
A new sport for the upper crust,
For those separated from the great mass
By privilege,
Power,
Perception.

This perception of superiority,
Now this is the motive force,
Not just for the well-to-do anymore,
No,
Even the lowest inhabitants of the social order
Feel superior these days.

Now,
In our cities and our streets,
In our homes and office buildings,
In all manner of public and private places,
Now,
No one is safe from this self-righteous anarchy.

This is war.

To each their own pure self,
The pure self that needs no law,
That bends to no man, woman or child,
That considers not its own frailties,
Sees no larger world beyond itself,
Enforces its iron rule without mercy,
No matter how trivial or mundane its kingdom may be.

Nor more humility,
No backing up,
No admission of error,
Of guilt,
Of responsibility.
All actions and motives of the pure self are beyond question.

We encounter one another
In our day-to-day lives
And exchange the menacing glance.
All is understood.
Ours is the age of the pure self.




~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 249:

When you are treated as if your life
has no worth, then you have
no honor to uphold.



~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 134:

I would legalize marijuana
for limited recreational use.
You could only smoke it
while playing badminton.



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Poetry























I Remove The Stone

In these later years I sometimes despair
When thought returns to unburdened times,
When moist-eyed remembrance,
Sorted from care,
Makes longing for such pleasant fiction
A stone in the heart.

Shamed by my childish discontent,
My sophisticated selfishness,
I hear my breathing,
I see this world,
I remove the stone.

~~~

I n poetry, the writing is the thing that comes last.




~ by Russ Allison Loar
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# 126:

Logic cannot reason away
the wounds of the heart.



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# 110:

I learn more from pain than pleasure.


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# 227:

This world is neither full of joy nor full of hate.
It’s full of us and who we are.



~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 112:

When things go wrong we ask why
–rarely when things go right.



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# 97:

It is more blessed to listen than to speak.


~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 178:

It’s easier to decide
you did not want what you failed to achieve,
pretending you had a choice.



~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 150:

You can’t really explain yourself
to someone who’s not intelligent enough

to understand, though the impulse to try
is often overwhelming.


~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 127:

My advice to young people:
Don’t take anyone’s advice–especially mine.



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# 88:

Even the fallen may have grace.


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# 210:

The obligation of a leader
is not to pretend virtue,
but to be virtuous.



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My Revelation




















For me, this existence, "This," is eternity.

The kingdom of heaven, and hell, and everything else in-between is at hand. Right here. Right now.
Whatever is past and whatever may come, This moment is all about how far along I am as an eternal soul, an eternal being, an eternal something or another, names and labels being limited as they are.
This is my revelation.
So many of us believe heaven is somewhere else, a reward for a life well-spent, our ethereal home where there will be no more strife and struggle.
But what if we died and awoke in heaven and it was a place just like Earth, where we inhabited physical bodies and had to put our spirituality to the test in a physical world of human interaction and social evolution? We might very well doubt we had entered the kingdom of God.
For me, entering the kingdom of God is about awakening, seeing what has always been here. And for me, hell is also here. Wherever there is the possibility of heaven, there is the possibility of hell. It has something to do with free will.
This is my revelation.
I do not know where I will be after my body dies. Perhaps “I” and “where” will no longer apply. Nevertheless, today, I am in heaven. I cannot imagine a more heavenly miracle than the persistence of life, hope and love on this planet, here among the uninhabitable planets of our solar system. I cannot imagine a more heavenly miracle than the birth of a child.
Here in heaven, you put a small seed into the ground and it comes back flowers.




~ By Russ Allison Loar
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# 168:

The trouble begins when we apply the
imaginary world to the real world.



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# 85:

Infatuation makes a fool of even the wisest man
–if he’s lucky.



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# 130:

Being madly in love eliminates philosophy.


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# 15:

The wind of thought blows dust into my eyes.


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# 221:

Those who oppose the truth
are the real enemies of the people.



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# 230:

There is no music so sweet
as a baby’s laughter.



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On Moonlit Freeway













On moonlit freeway
I see the weariness in your eyes,
A few stray strands of hair
Around your face
Illuminated against the black
Inside your car.

It is late.

We who work overtime are driving home
In silent, anonymous autonomy.
Though I’ve seen you a thousand times before
In full fluorescent sun,
Numbed by office decor and decorum,
Tonight in my rearview mirror
I see the phosphorescence of your truer self,
Your innocence.

It is the innocence of the oppressed
Who, after overtime is through,
Have nothing disingenuous left.





~ by Russ Allison Loar
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# 234:

I have love in my heart for all.
I just don’t want to spend time with them.



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# 91:

So many poems are all frosting – no cake.


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# 104:

Faith is the wellspring of hope,
when the mechanisms of destiny
are beyond comprehension.



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# 81:

There are many ways to die.
Only a few of them are physical.



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# 49:

I criticize my sons for being like me.
I know too well where that can lead.



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# 225:

Without the heart,
words and meanings fall apart.



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# 196:

This is the future the science fiction
writers warned us about decades ago.

The surprise is how voluntarily
we have accepted our brainwashing.



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# 167:

Where you’ve been matters less
than where you are.



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I Knew A Young Man


















I knew a young man
Who drank warm water
Right from the faucet,
From his cupped hand.

Everything he did,
An act of defiance,
An act of strength,
His way through the world.

They sent him to the war
And he didn’t last a week.





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# 174:

When you say “no” to one thing
you are saying “yes” to another.

No and yes are partners.
Each is half of the whole.



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# 146:

If your life is going way too fast,
go stand in line at the DMV.



~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 120:

We pray for help, for miracles,
but actions have their consequences.
It is the way of this world.



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# 22:

It is my singular ambition to be an angel.
The other stuff is weakness.



~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 192:

Being true to yourself
does not require anyone else’s approval.



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# 224:

Morality is not about what you think,
but how you behave.



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# 248:

I’m trying to increase
the escape velocity
of my soul.



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# 156:

Nothing is hidden.
Life is about learning how to see
what is already here.



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# 142:

Once you create an angry mob,
there’s no turning back.
The mob is in control.



~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 206:

If you could travel back in time,
you would forget how you got there.

# 235:

The truth you believe may not exist
beyond your imagination.




One Cup Of Coffee















S o many of us are struggling,
Tormented by work and money,
Dysfunctional families,
Disease and decadence,
Political injustice,
Weather,
Inertia.

Yet each morning,
After only one cup of coffee,
I am glad to be alive
One more day.




~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 229:

Moment by moment we check for messages,
as if we were all heart transplant surgeons,
waiting for the call.



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# 53:

What you do matters.
Who you are matters more.



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# 79:

A poem is like an orgasm.
If it lasts too long,
the poet is probably faking it.



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# 57:

In the blink of an eye
it’s Monday again,
eternal Monday.



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# 138:

Now that we have infinite choices of information to ingest in this technological age, there are few, if any, predictable paths to self-identity, to self-realization. Now, each of us can carve out a distinctly original, distinctly personal path to being and becoming. Now that we have these tools, we should be increasingly skeptical of those who would prescribe the course of our lives.


~ Russ Allison Loar
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# 99:

Life is for discovering
what we already possess.



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# 103:

Human beings
may be the only animals
that wonder.



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# 55:

Answers can be found in silence.


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Mindings