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Lead Picture
Sunday, November 3, 2019
So I start the first seven-day post with a picture of JJ and John at the Blue Bottle café.
Read more in the Commentary section of the blog.
The blog? Features a daily three to four-minute excursion into photos and short texts to regale the curious with an ever-changing and diverting view of a world rich in gastronomy, visual art, ideas, chuckles, stories, people, diversions, science, homespun, and enlightenment.
Observing with wit and wisdom, Dom Capossela, an experienced leader, guides his team of contributors and followers through that world, an amusing and edifying conversation to join.
Note that the blog is also the first place that posts the "Hello! my friends," videos and the
“Conflicted” podcasts.
Every Sunday we start a new seven-day post, every day adding new ideas to the post.
A new chapter of the podcast is added on Sunday.
A video is added on Monday.
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Commentary
Sunday, November 3, 2019
Welcome to our 576th consecutive post.
So I start the first seven-day post with a picture of JJ and John at the Blue Bottle café.
Pertinent because of the restructuring of my week.
First anchor: have the post uploaded at the café, before I head home.
I leave for the Prudential Center about 11.00am in the morning, leaving for home about 2.30pm, usually doing errands on the way.
With the post uploaded and shared, my late afternoons and evenings are freed to do some of the many other blog and non-blog related jobs.
Hence the picture.
I’ll have more to say on this tomorrow.
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A “Conflicted” podcast
Sunday, November 3, 2019
Chapter Five, Conflicted, by Dom Capossela
Conflicted is a story about a sixteen-year-old mystic-warrior conflicted internally by her self-imposed alienation from God, her spiritual wellspring, and externally by the forces of darkness seeking her death or ruination.
In Chapter Four, we watched Diana’s introspection, learning about her spiritual separation from God, her fears, her decision to move into the world on her own, her acceptance of her role in defeating the devil’s Plan B to destroy humanity, and her name change to Dee, a signpost indicating the emergence of a new persona.
In this chapter, Chapter Five, we will watch Dee begin to assemble her team, adding an important new ally to her inner circle.
Chapter Six to be posted on Sunday, Nov 10.
The podcasts are also available on the social media.
Dom’s website: existentialautotrip.com
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Sunday, November 3, 2019
This from Kali L:
I write this poem to you
to the women that used their art
to cradle me and bathe my wounds in love
I write this poem to you
to the women that held me as my body
shook the earth with sobs
I write this poem to you
to the people that sat with me
and held my hand when the others
walked away with pieces of my heart;
I hope they did something good with them.
This life it gives and it gives and it tests and tests.
I never want to say that it takes.
Web Meister responds: Like everything you write, lovely. Thank you, my dear.
Which also elicited this response from Colleen G:
Wow--Kali's poem!
It seems she may have stumbled upon the pieces that were taken only a small distance and put down for her to find again like a single lost glove or a scarf left on the fence of a popular walking spot. She had done the difficult work of going back and visiting the spots where she remembers she was and has collected these lost pieces up again.
Maybe she has already donated the matching glove or doesn't care for the scarf anymore, but she has managed--it seems--to have collected them and put them toward a new, some may even say: better, purpose.
Her poems appear to me like a mosaic of broken glass---so much more beautiful because of the difficulty of fitting broken pieces together and making art out of it.
In layman's terms: great poem!
Cheers,
Colleen:)
Web Meister responds: Poetry eliciting literature. Well put, my dear.
Colleen G’s literary comment eliciting this from the author of the poem, Kali L:
Oh my gosh
WHAT A GIFT!!!
Thank you for seeing my words and seeing me
This feedback is astonishing
how generous and how kind
I am speechless and honored
Kali
Web Meister responds: I love the exuberant spontaneity, the response without filter. So happy to be posting these.
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Good Morning
Sunday, November 3, 2019
Seems odd to be ending today’s portion of the post when there is so much more I want to add.
But I shall stay disciplined, buoyed with the knowledge that I may add more tomorrow.
For now, Good Day, my friends.