Dialing Away a Heartbeat from 911
If you are in the middle of a heart attack, do you want your heart to dial 911?
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The Suicide Heart and Craving Chicken
Are we only our DNA? Or is there more to us than just blood and guts? Can the essence of us live beyond our lives and into the horizon of others?
Two recent stories about The Suicide Heart and a Craving for Fried Chicken lead us into the realm of the uncanny.
Proof of Life: Dying to Blog
You and I know blogging is a job — and a genetic obsession — and now, thanks to The New York Times, everyone else knows blogging is killing us all.
Eleven Heart-Shaped Balloons
Janna came home last night and presented me with eleven giant, red, heart-shaped helium balloons.
She apologized one was missing.
She told me on her way home from teaching American Sign Language at New York University she found a guy selling bunches of balloons for .64 cents each. She bought a dozen.
Waiting for a PATH train at the Christopher Street station, a man tried to strike up a conversation with her.
That happens to us a lot and since Janna is Deaf she usually just smiles and points to her ears and shakes her head to let the person know she isn’t interested in communicating.
The guy followed her onto the train and persisted in trying to speak with her. Wrangling twelve helium balloons onto a packed train is no easy task.
Human Songs
by Mark A. Johnson
Human songs about human problems.
Human awareness: an itch, a pinch, a kick.
The restless people, sounds and pitch to communicate.
Clothes with sin.
Clothes are sin.
Continue reading → Human Songs
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