Yesterday, I asked you to identify the one Color of Life — and that single article made me think along many difference paths as I contemplated your answers. At first, I thought the answer was Green; but I’ve come to believe the color of life is really: Red.
As the holiday of Passover comes to a close, we prepare ourselves for the service of Yizkor, the four times a year service that is held to remember our departed loved ones. I am reminded of my late grandmothers, but at the same time I am reminded of those that are still living.
When we consider the depth of the internet, we often foment shallow thoughts of the world compressing time and space as we become more distant from each other. We reach for tethers and tendrils and often come up with an empty grasp.
Yesterday, Steve jobs confessed what many of us have sensed for a while: He’s incredibly ill and will not likely last the year.
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There are actually two “Mozart Syndromes.” This first one is rather precious and new and deals with washing the sounds of Mozart’s melodies over the ears of babies and young children to help them think more clearly. The second “Mozart Syndrome” is more ancient, more insidious and much more dangerous by many magnitudes.
Do you plan to die in peace — or do you just plan to die as death finds you?
At least several times during the night I woke up with pounding pain in my head. This wasn’t the best way to start off the week but I allowed myself to continue falling back asleep and waking up every now and again. This morning, however, on my way to the office I decided that today was going to be an awesome day. Why was it going to be an awesome day? Because I decided it was going to be an awesome day.
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