Boot Camp

I have been patient

And now I want to break loose

It is time for leave


But there is work, yet

To be done before the end

There is no rest here


Duties fill my mind

My hands from scrubbing

There is no laughter


There is little joy

Marching under the hot sun.

Day by day by day


Our spirits are stained

We neither wilt nor blossom

Work under pressure


No play-time no fun

Up the hill like Sisyphus

Dread the daily run

Observation – June 4th, 2019, Tuesday

There is the soft light of morning in late spring

The solstice is approaching, summer will soon be in full swing

A bus rumbles by the window, the number 4, rolling down Bryant

The noise filters in through the window screen, with a cool breeze.

Kitty licks a spot of butter from her paw

A dog is barking on his morning walk

People are stirring on their way to work

The birds have grown quiet for the rush hour

Emergence 3.0 – Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-six, Adulthood; Chapter Three, Work

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 192, Wednesday
July 11th, 2018

Chapter Three: Work

Analysts came to see her nearly every day. They brought their tests with them, they brought their questions, they brought their problems to be solved.

Sundays were Kathy’s only regular time of respite, a day of reflection, a time to lose herself in the past.

Kathy listened to them, and while she did she looked into their consciousness, she explored their hearts and minds, their past.

She would privately decide on who she would help and who she would not. She did not express those decisions overtly, but every analyst who could not get resolution from Kathy on the project they were working was removed from their work and diligently examined.

Everyone who came in contact with Kathy was profiled, Analyzing the analysts that came in contact with her became a cottage industry in the intelligence community.

She read their papers, watched their films, and when they put questions to her, she shared her insight from the depths of her memory.

If she liked them then she led them to the resolution they were seeking.

If she did not like them their projects lingered, unfulfilled.

She read ancient languages, interpreted obscure symbols, and saw the patterns in everything.

Her handlers eventually learned what type of person they could present to Kathy, the type of people that would elicit a positive response from her, people she would help without coercion.

Kathy would not be coerced to do anything.

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Labor Day

It is Labor Day, a national holiday, a day to celebrate the American worker, the ordinary citizen.


This day is meant to honor laborers, it is a day to honor work, it should be a day of rest, repose, respite.


I am not working, and that is unusual.


Perhaps one or two Labor Days have passed in the last ten years, on which I have enjoyed the day off. I cannot recall when, or what I did.


I spent most of my life working in the hospitality sector. There are many restaurants that close, and give their staff the day off There are many who see this as an opportunity to “make hay,” as they say, never mind the lives of the staff whose labor the business depends upon.


Forget about them, squeeze a little more profit out of a day.


The last restaurant I worked in, they were open on Labor Day, they are open today. It will see ten maybe twelve thousand dollars in revenue, double the haul for an ordinary Monday. It is busy, all hands on deck, there will be forty staff members toiling away.


Like most restaurants, that establishment sees ten percent profit or less on average, and the owners do not flinch at the prospect of ruining the holiday for forty people, to put a mere thousand dollars in the bank.


It is Labor Day in America, and many people are working. Though, it is virtually guaranteed that the bankers, the office managers, and the whole white collar world have taken this day for themselves, and paid themselves for it as well.


Well paid, well rested managers, and owners…I guess the world needs more of those, and someone needs to be on task to pour their coffee, to serve their brunch, and fuel their frolicking holiday.


Happy Labor Day, you laborers!





Given 1st – 2016.09.05

Emergence, In Fifty-five Words – Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-six, Adulthood, Collected Chapters


Emergence 2.0

A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 190, July 9th, 2017


Chapter One: A Place in the World


As she advanced in her skills and gained control of her powers, Kathy’s sensitivity to the motives of those around her became profound.


The intentions of the analysts who questioned her were an open book.


Millions of dollars were spent to mask them, to foster in her a sense of belonging, with ever increasing difficulty.


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A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 191, July 10th, 2017


Chapter Two: Valued


In her work place, every little detail of her environment was contrived, scripted, fake.


No effort was spared to engender within Kathy feelings of safety, and love.


In her youth Kathy saw through the contrivances, while valuing the sentiments behind it, taking those for genuine.


Over time all the false fronts vanished. She was cynical.


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A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 192, July 11th, 2017


Chapter Three: Work


The analysts came to see her nearly every day, Sundays being her only respite.


Kathy listened to them.


She read their papers, watched their films, and when they put questions to her, she shared her insight from the depths of her memory.


She read ancient languages, interpreted obscure symbols, and saw the patterns in everything.


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A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 193, July 12th, 2017


Chapter Four: Career


Kathy loved problem solving. She took joy in it, helping people pleased her. It gave her a sense of purpose.


In the cases she was presented, or the analysis she was asked to give, the greater the complexity and length of time, the better it was for her.


She was fascinated by encountering new things.


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A Novel – In 55 Words a Day

Day 194, July 13th, 2017


Chapter Five: National Security


In order to maintain their own secrecy, her handlers deliberately narrowed Kathy’s focus.


They sought her understanding of minute details, doing everything they could to limit the information that she could glean from them.


She kept her full abilities masked.


She never revealed to them how easy it was for her to penetrate their thoughts.


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Day 195, July 14th, 2017


Chapter Six: Religion


Religious conflicts began to shape the later 20th, and the early 21st centuries. Kathy’s input regarding the origins of these conflicts was invaluable.


Her ability to pinpoint specific moments in time that were the antecedents of tribal conflict was uncanny.


Her memory produced volumes of insight, but questions along those lines left her deeply disturbed.


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Day 196, July 15th, 2017


Chapter Seven: Writing


The intelligence operatives stopped visiting Kathy in person, they engaged her by proxy, through handlers.


They submitted questions in writing.


She in turn wrote papers giving detail, and context, responding to the questions they submitted to her.


Oftentimes she did not answer questions directly, she supported their work by helping them to ask better questions.


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Section Four, Kathy


Part Twenty-six, Adulthood


Collected Chapters

01 A Place in the World

02 Valued

03 Work

04 Career

05 National Security

06 Religion

07 Writing


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October 1st, 2016, Saturday



It is noon, the autumn sun is bright,


And silver.


My cat is sitting on her blanket in the window;


Soaking the soft light into her soft tawny fur.


The news talkers are chattering as I type;


Trump, trumpet, strumpet, hype.


I am tired; from three weeks straight of working.


My sweetheart is in the garden; weeding.


I hear her talking with neighbors as they stroll by.



A Homily – The Gospel of Luke 10:38 – 42 ©

The Gospel of the Day – 2016.07.17




Jesus came to a village, and a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. She had a sister called Mary, who sat down at the Lord’s feet and listened to him speaking. Now Martha who was distracted with all the serving said, ‘Lord, do you not care that my sister is leaving me to do the serving all by myself? Please tell her to help me.’ But the Lord answered: ‘Martha, Martha,’ he said ‘you worry and fret about so many things, and yet few are needed, indeed only one. It is Mary who has chosen the better part; it is not to be taken from her.’




We all have work to do. For those of us who live with our families, or near them, or if we have friends who are a close to us as any family’ we have shared responsibilities. There is work to do every day; in maintaining a business, or a household. There is cooking, there is cleaning, there are chores that never end.


In the midst of all that work there is who we are; as individuals, with individual needs. Those personal needs have many facets, there are material needs, there are emotional needs, there are intellectual needs, and there are spiritual needs. Even those needs that are unique to us as individuals, there are few of them that we can meet on our own.


Most of us are good at meeting our material needs; food, clothing, shelter, those things are dialed in (for most of us). Our intellectual needs can be met in conversation, or through reading a book. Meeting our emotional needs can be a little more difficult, because it requires that we have other people around us whom we trust, and relate to.


The most difficult resource to find is that of a genuine spiritual teacher. Our spiritual life has direct links to the other modes of our life. Which is to say that we can find some spiritual satisfaction in a good meal, a good conversation, or a deep emotional connection.


Those things can also be exploited; overdone, so as to inure us to our actual spiritual state.


When the true spiritual teacher is present to us, that is time for us to take; for ourselves, for our understanding, for our illumination.


It requires mindfulness, and perception to recognize this. It requires will and determination to act on it.


16th Sunday in Ordinary Time

March 1st, 2016, Tuesday – Observation


The snow is mostly gone.

The sky was lighting at six in the morning; when I left for work.

There was a fresh dust of white on the ground, that disappeared in the first few hours of morning.

The green is coming to my lawn, pushing past the pale yellow blades, the gray and brown remnants of leaves, the twigs fallen from the apple tree.

My cat followed the white tail of rabbit with her eyes; as she rested on the couch, by the window bay, lucid, and dreaming of the hunt.

It is election day in Minnesota, caucus day, and there is a pensive energy in the air.

I am for Hillary, but I think most of my town is for Bernie.

I think Minnesota will go hard left as well.

My cat does not care, she wants to share my chicken.