Question of the Day for Sunday: Resurrection

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In honor of the Christian Easter and other spring holidays, what is resurrected in your life every year during the beginning of the warm season? Are there feelings?  Beliefs?  Do you have a spring ritual that helps you to revive from the “dead of winter”? If so, what it is?  What does “resurrection mean to you, anyhow? How connected is your concept of resurrection to weather? Is it more spiritual or psychological for you?

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Question of the Day for Saturday: Wasting Time

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Do you ever truly ‘waste time’? What is the difference between wasting time and relaxing? Is it ever a waste of time to do something you truly enjoy? What about ‘killing time’? When do you use this phase instead? When you play games on your phone or computer, is it wasted time, killed time, or down time? Why? What is an important ‘down time’ activity that isn’t ‘wasting time’? Why? Do you judge other people by different standards of time wasting than you judge yourself? What sorts of things do you consider to be “wasting time”? Online shopping at EBay…

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Voiceless; or, to Hell With You All (or Maybe Just Me)

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A funny thing happened on the way to full time blogging. In the interest of becoming “commercial” and driving people to my blogs like herds of cattle (each to their own little pen), I stopped sounding like me. I censored my rambling, aside-laden, very personal, sometimes funny style and focused on “the business at hand” – writing. And I stopped seeing you all (waves) as real people, and started thinking of you as (blush) marks. And (in my opinion) it sucked, and it definitely lost something, and I hated it. Even the happiness bits, or some of them, anyhow. And…

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