“So Rob, tell me; are you a God-fearing man?” Almost twenty years ago in Nashville, I was having lunch with a small business group. There were about eight of us. When our salads came, I began to eat it while conversing with the group. As their salads came, they waited for everyone to get theirs … Continue reading The Threat of Heaven and the Promise of Hell
“I try. I try to be a righteous man. I try to give love all over the world. But I’m tired of being used!” – Charles Bradley: Ain’t It a Sin Such passion that you know came from a hard-earned life. The Screaming Eagle of Soul passed away just two years ago and way too early. May he … Continue reading How to Be a Yogi Without Being a Chump
I come from a rough neighborhood; that’s no secret. Where I grew up, people were gruff, rough, and tough. In fact, here’s a typical greeting; and seriously, no bullshit, verbatim: “Joe! How the hell are you, you f**king fat bastard? Life treating you good or what?” Yep, pretty typical. Crazy right? But, you know this … Continue reading The Case for Care in the Face of Sympathy
A house is not useful in its walls, roof, and floors. It is only valuable for the empty space it creates. The purpose of a doorway isn’t about its frame or arch, however grand or rudimentary it may be. No; the doorway is a passage from one place to another. It’s value is in the … Continue reading We Live in the Empty Space
I never understood why, when someone dies, people flock to the scene to claim possession of the trinkets of the deceased. I just don't get it. I remember when my grandmother died and four people were fighting for her punch bowl. A fucking punch bowl! When the hell are you ever going to need a … Continue reading Why Do We Grasp for Dead People’s Possessions?