December 2011
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The Farewell Post
“Times change, and we change with them.”
I found this quote on Wikipedia while looking through Latin phrases for my tattoo after I get out of basic training. In Latin it reads, “Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis”. I like the English version a lot and there is a good chance I am going to use it in my tattoo. I think it sums up being human very well, and in...
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The Overarching Plan
I would consider my younger self a dreamer. I always envisioned things as they could be and asked why not? As I grew older I realized the answer to that question - because reality f’n said so. Reality doesn’t care about your plans or expectations or dreams or aspirations. Reality follows its own rules and doesn’t listen to what a human being’s mind whispers at night....
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Anticipating 2012
2012 is going to be a big year for the great Crate. There is a lot that I know is going to happen and there is a lot I hope is going to happen. There are goals that will only begin to take shape in 2012 and there are goals that if I apply myself can be completed by year’s end. My theme for next year is going to be expansion - the expansion of inner and outer self, social understanding, and...
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2011 in Retrospect
2011 has been an interesting year. It has been one of personal, social, and career development. As always I feel there is much more I could have accomplished - perhaps next year after I am in the military I will be able to feel more fulfilled. As it stands now I feel there is much wasted time but, for once, I feel it is the last time I have to waste. This blog has existed once (or twice) before,...
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Red Fish (Part 2 of 2)
From inside her confinement it was difficult for Koachi to tell time. Her fellow prisoners were not very good company and Marvin talked excessively while he worked. Often his topics were inane and he made it a point to call her Flippy when he saw her, something that drove her crazy. The Captain came and went but always found time at least once a day to spend with his pets. Out of everyone she was...
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Red Fish (Part 1 of 2)
Fall had come to the country of Brevia, marked by the changing colors of the leaves and the sudden drop in temperature, a welcome relief from the summer heat. Koachi was one of hundreds of red fish migrating up the Vengo River as part of their yearly journey to the Elder Grounds. She had just laid her first batch of eggs, having turned into an adult only a short month ago, and now her future...
