Peoples Choice for President

Hey Internet, who do we want for president next? There are a lot of us… we should be able to pick together, right? #PeoplesChoiceforPresident

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Iambic Pentameter

Iambic pentameter
Bliambic blamtameter
Viambic vamtameter
Marambic mumblemameter
Fliflamflic flamflameter
Gluggurgle gurgurgelter
Piambic iamtameter
Iambic pentameter

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4 Little Letters

Twice this week, I've been approached about my use of expletives on Facebook and Twitter. Why have I occasionally dropped an F-bomb here or there?

I cuss for a lot of reasons. The short answer is this:

I've spent a lot of time thinking, reading, and praying about my bad behaviors. I've reached the conclusion that at this point in my life, I'm going to focus on the truly important things, like loving people.

Maybe when I've mastered that I can work on the tiny ones like cussing and eating too many cookies.

Baby steps.

Life is too short to waste energy worrying about the stupid things when our whole world is crying out to be loved.

If you really want the long story, let me know. I can take some time in the coming weeks and pull together a tell-all blog post about it.

Always remember I love you,
Gabriel

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Holocene Weekend

I'm supposed to do laundry

And check my email

Instead, I want to fall asleep 

And wake up in five years

Checking in on the differences time makes

Change happens slowly

A machine run by gravity alone

Despite our blur of activity

Only earth's rotation makes us different

A race of Rip Van Winkles

They're supposed to be stories

Our independent lives

Made up of conflicts and desires

A narrative of growth and learning

We spend two thirds of it asleep

And the other third in transit

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Drag

A complete lack of motivation

Drags

On my whole person

Like heavy rocks tying me down

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Indoor Creatures

We evolved to be indoor creatures

Allergies, mosquitoes, and sunlight kept us inside

Where we could struggle under the weight of nine to five for many years

Until we earned the right to stand under the sky in our soft and wrinkled old age

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