by Kent Pilkington | Sep 28, 2010 | Observations
It turns out that my little sister and Schroedinger’s cat hold one thing in common, at least in my mind: They are both completely alive and completely dead at the same time. For those less scientifically inclined, Schroedinger’s cat is classic hypothetical...
by Kent Pilkington | Mar 21, 2010 | Introspective, Writing
Tell me what I want to hear and leave out painful truth. Whisper sweet into my ear and speak not tales of thorns and nails, or the approach of murderous feet, but call them now a lover’s treat, a gentle sweep through soft, sweet blades of grass. Look at me with...
by Kent Pilkington | Oct 6, 2009 | Quotables
Source: “Notes on Prejudice,” by Isaiah Berlin. The New York Review, October 18, 2001. ©The Isiah Berlin Literary Trust 2001. Few things have done more harm than the belief on the part of individuals or groups (or tribes or states or nations or churches)...
by Kent Pilkington | Jun 26, 2009 | Romantic, Writing
Mind is spinning, eyes ablaze The sweat a sheet, salty-sweet glaze Fingers sweep the softness curves and trace a pattern igniting nerves Kinetic touch with consciousness brush To feel the burning tumbling rush The craving experience feeds its way And licks the air to...
by Kent Pilkington | May 12, 2009 | Uncategorized
(Update: Due to the generosity of several of you, our friend was able to stay housed and replace the lost income. Many thanks!) I have a request. We recently received an email from an acquaintance of ours. Essentially, it was a goodbye letter. The acquaintance is a...
