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“The Old Man and Death,” László Mednyánszky, circa 1895

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“Poems do not last as objects, but as presences.”

“Poems do not last as objects, but as presences.  When you read something worth remembering, you release a human voice: you give back to the world a fellow spirit.

“I read poems to hear that voice. I write to speak to those whom I have listened. ”

— Louise Glück, Proofs and Theories

Source: the Los Inmortales Facebook page.



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Photo credit: https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=733562532137542&set=a.1587216911305712

Tempus losingit?

I keep politely asking people about their weekend.

It is Thursday and I am an imbecile.



“You meet saints everywhere.”

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Source: Metaphysical Insight and Intuition Facebook page.

Throwback Thursday: this 1983 commercial for General Mills Monster Cereals!

Here’s a weird bit of pop culture — a 1983 ad for General Mills Monster Cereals.  I might never have actually had Boo Berry — and I remember eating Franken Berry only once or twice?  But Count Chocula was a sugary morning delicacy in my household growing up.

It frequently had the best toy surprises waiting at the bottom of the box too.  (Do cereals still have those?)  I was utterly thrilled that one summer when I got my hands on the the Monster Cereals ink stamps — though, if memory serves, I actually had to save some proofs-of-purchase or something and send away for them in the mail.

Anyway, thanks to the SaturdayMorningFever Youtube channel for this upload.

And if weird Monster Cereals trivia is your thing, then you ought to read up on Quentin Tarantino’s reverence for Fruit Brute.



“Scary Pumpkin,” André Koehne, 2008

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Image credit: André Koehne, CC BY-SA 3.0 <http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/&gt;, via Wikimedia Commons

A terrific hometown paper.

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Somebody give this man a prize.

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“Autumn Walk,” Antonín Slavíček, 1896

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A little more seasonal fun?

A pal of mine is contemplating this very prank.

And now so am I. (You can get some pretty interesting ideas from Facebook.) I even know exactly which college friend I’d like to spook.

Suppose a succession of different disconcerted people handed this off to someone else. If you could somehow track the doll’s progress, it would be an interesting social experiment.

Hey … suppose the doll actually took on a supernatural life of its own — after being infused with the fears of the people who’d handled it during the inception of an innocent prank? You’d have a whole life-imitates-art thing going on. Or unlife.

What a story idea! One of you guys should run with that.



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