A Life Sentence

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“all my life I have seen a world that hates evil more than it loves good.”

(From the movie Luther)

 

            Replacing $100 bills with warm hugs, selling coffee for a few kind words, outlawing advertising and the commodification of human life, and placing priority on the quiet afternoon spent in the garden sounds like the quiet desperation of life unlived. But, in the ever misbegotten pressing need to establish worth, each human has placed in contrast their life against the rest. In return, forfeiting for each the opportunity to be something besides the other. But life punctuated by death places an urgency on the human experience that written in such short sentences often removes the possibility of developing complete thoughts. And while the answers might not be easy or presumptuous for one to undertake, there is hope that the personal narrative can be edited into a complete story/ sentence of each one as human and a part of humanity. But how does one edit the experience of life—complete the short sentences into one? How does one become human and a part of humanity? Life often never moves beyond trying to stay alive.

 

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What:

The Rusty Sage Brush is a blog that attempts to take life and experience it like a child full wonder, questions, curiosity and play (with a special emphasis on play): a metaphorical dancing in the rain. To this end there will be words and at times, even, sentences. These objects will be organized into stories, poems, lists, and essays.

All pictures and posts are original except where quotations and other obvious exemptions exist. Therefore, all rights/permissions belong to the author.

Who:

Currently, the voices are limited and do not have any critical, creative, or useful writing skills, but as this is being published on the internet the writer does feel a little overqualified. The person behind this blog is named James. He lives to write, chase sunsets, listen to the stories around him, fix old cars that nobody else wants, bake bread, and tell jokes that cause mass suffering but for those few seconds each day when he can be serious what he really wants is to help people find meaning, learn to play and approach each day with love.

When:

As of this time there is no determined schedule. But I do hope you enjoy the random postings I do make as I develop a more steady schedule.

Why:

The Rusty Sage Brush wants to be the metaphorical little boy stamping in a mud puddle introducing play into world. So, quite simply, because my shoes are not muddy enough yet and no one has said I have to go inside yet.

I hope you enjoy.

James

Contact: about@rustysagebrush.org