All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.

“Children of War,” Alexei Tkachev, 1984

Oil on canvas.

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“Any man who tries to be good all the time is bound to come to ruin …”

“Any man who tries to be good all the time is bound to come to ruin among the great number who are not good. Hence a prince who wants to keep his authority must learn how not to be good, and use that knowledge, or refrain from using it, as necessity requires.”

― Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince

 

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JUST SAY CHERNOBYL.

Friend: “Ok just finished ‘Chernobyl’ on HBO. Not sure what all the hype was about, to be honest.”

Me:        “You’re the kind of guy who insists there is no graphite on the ground.”

I know these jokes are getting worse. I really ought to Dyatlov it back a little bit.

 

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“Iris,” Alfons Mucha, 1898

Color lithograph.

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“Humor is almost always anger with its make-up on.”

“Humor is almost always anger with its make-up on.”

― Stephen King, Bag of Bones

 

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Solipsism Sunday.

Have you ever wondered if the universe, as you perceive it, doesn’t exist?  That it’s just an infinitely detailed illusion that occupies the senses of all your waking hours — and which ceases to exist when you close your eyes at night?

And that it is reconstructed every morning, all its imperceptible threads spun nimbly out of oblivion’s ether to meet your waking eyes with its whole cloth, its meticulous fiction?

Yeah, me too.  Good morning.

 

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Photo credit: Simon Eugster –Simon 16:19, 1 July 2006 (UTC) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)%5D

Cover to “Sandman Overture” #5, Dave McKean, 2015

DC Comics.

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(You probably want to force me off the Internet.)

If a Jedi offers you a tour of the Jedi Temple, is it a tour de force?

(*%$#, even I can agree that one’s terrible.  I’m sorry.)

 

 

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Detail from “The Crucifixion,” Druex Bude, early 15th Century

Oil on panel.

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(You’re just praying these jokes will end, aren’t you?)

“NOT TODAY, SANTA.”

— The Dyslexic Evangelical

 

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