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  <title type="text">Thinker&#39;s Daily Ponderable Google Group</title>
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  Daily publication of a ponderable (short original observation) and a poem by Alan Harris from http://www.alharris.com/ponderables
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  <updated>2009-11-22T05:29:36Z</updated>
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  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-22T05:29:36Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/474b167e80cc2c92/e00e58904d7af2c5?show_docid=e00e58904d7af2c5</id>
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  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Sunday, November 22, 2009</title>
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  We age in years, but we mature in moments. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nominal &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nothing got &lt;br&gt; my mother&#39;s goat &lt;br&gt; for long-- &lt;br&gt; she&#39;d settle it. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had become far too old &lt;br&gt; to be calling her Mommy &lt;br&gt; but still was &lt;br&gt; and didn&#39;t want to &lt;br&gt; but couldn&#39;t change. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;One day while practicing &lt;br&gt; my trumpet in the basement &lt;br&gt; (in deference to TV watchers)
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  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-21T06:32:31Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/e2826bd2681140ad/9992cc7ca5a656d5?show_docid=9992cc7ca5a656d5</id>
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  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Saturday, November 21, 2009</title>
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  The heart is the best advisor, and also the nearest. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Permissions &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;From whom does your life &lt;br&gt; have its license to live? &lt;br&gt; Not from Rome or Scriptures &lt;br&gt; or fine-robed Interpreters-- &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;not from parent or teacher, &lt;br&gt; policeman or mayor. &lt;br&gt; Your frame can be governed &lt;br&gt; but your heart heeds the One &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;as butterflies do
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  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-20T05:49:54Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/1308a9220a060276/fb5eb39a238bc66d?show_docid=fb5eb39a238bc66d</id>
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  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Friday, November 20, 2009</title>
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  Higher education trains your mind to feel good later by making it feel terrible now. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;No Darkness, No Diamonds &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;If life is going well, &lt;br&gt; don&#39;t write. &lt;br&gt; Know why? &lt;br&gt; &#39;Cause you can&#39;t. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Know why? &lt;br&gt; &#39;Cause your creativity &lt;br&gt; is all clogged up &lt;br&gt; with contentment. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Writing amidst blessings &lt;br&gt; is bleeding without wounds.
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  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-19T06:00:56Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/05f5c95c3c858049/00bb747b46927c71?show_docid=00bb747b46927c71</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/05f5c95c3c858049/00bb747b46927c71?show_docid=00bb747b46927c71"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Thursday, November 19, 2009</title>
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  Plants reach out for the light, while humans reach in. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Keeping Here &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wake to morning&#39;s &lt;br&gt; window-filtered sounds &lt;br&gt; and hear a &lt;br&gt; cardinal outside &lt;br&gt; my bedroom, &lt;br&gt; daring to fill &lt;br&gt; the early air with a &lt;br&gt; questioning refrain: &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Where&#39;s here? &lt;br&gt; Where&#39;s here? &lt;br&gt; Where&#39;s here?&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;An idea flashes brainward
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-18T06:57:31Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/7f73e2ff0623d963/0ffbbf4857987038?show_docid=0ffbbf4857987038</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/7f73e2ff0623d963/0ffbbf4857987038?show_docid=0ffbbf4857987038"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Wednesday, November 18, 2009</title>
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  You may wish on a star, but you get what you are. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grief Is a Thief &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grief is a thief &lt;br&gt; you have urged &lt;br&gt; to take you away &lt;br&gt; but with your own &lt;br&gt; key locks you, &lt;br&gt; wet with tears, &lt;br&gt; inside your musty &lt;br&gt; woolen closet and &lt;br&gt; turns out the light. &lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dark in your trap &lt;br&gt; shared with moths &lt;br&gt; you cry long past dry
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  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-17T06:44:46Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/4b0eb917c731ba77/23961d1b71e4c71b?show_docid=23961d1b71e4c71b</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/4b0eb917c731ba77/23961d1b71e4c71b?show_docid=23961d1b71e4c71b"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Tuesday, November 17, 2009</title>
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  Knock, then realize you&#39;ve always been inside. &lt;br&gt; Crack the Sky &lt;br&gt; I cracked the sky &lt;br&gt; And all the stars fell &lt;br&gt; Into a pool &lt;br&gt; Like egg yolks. &lt;br&gt; I threw the crescent moon &lt;br&gt; Like a boomerang &lt;br&gt; But it returned &lt;br&gt; To its distance. &lt;br&gt; I pried the earth loose &lt;br&gt; From the sun &lt;br&gt; But gravity broke my lever &lt;br&gt; And the earth stayed. &lt;br&gt; So I just fixed
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-16T06:32:10Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/5753a1b514de3c43/0175cecab2d7a259?show_docid=0175cecab2d7a259</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/5753a1b514de3c43/0175cecab2d7a259?show_docid=0175cecab2d7a259"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Monday, November 16, 2009</title>
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  Thank God if your car breaks down oftener than your body. Some bodies are lemons. &lt;br&gt; Confined &lt;br&gt; Nothing but a precise &lt;br&gt; second hand is moving within &lt;br&gt; the solitary stillness of this house. &lt;br&gt; I convalesce and convalesce while &lt;br&gt; reading the daily wallpaper. &lt;br&gt; Knickknacks cling tightly &lt;br&gt; to their positions, dumbly &lt;br&gt; flaunting their faded novelty
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-15T05:29:00Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/c4fc0c72c93aec60/e9c5c2822ac54d9e?show_docid=e9c5c2822ac54d9e</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/c4fc0c72c93aec60/e9c5c2822ac54d9e?show_docid=e9c5c2822ac54d9e"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Sunday, November 15, 2009</title>
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  See with your heart--it never needs glasses. &lt;br&gt; Love Is &lt;br&gt; Sunlight twinkles yellow &lt;br&gt; off the neighbor&#39;s tree leaves, &lt;br&gt; stirred by a sibilant breeze. &lt;br&gt; All is well. &lt;br&gt; The sky is empty, empty, empty, and azure. &lt;br&gt; Do not worry. &lt;br&gt; The rose window decal &lt;br&gt; on our east window glows &lt;br&gt; with what glass and plastic know of love-- &lt;br&gt; crimson, aqua, yellow, and amethyst,
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-14T06:40:54Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/6c07bb5a33efb307/199a7753eca56295?show_docid=199a7753eca56295</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/6c07bb5a33efb307/199a7753eca56295?show_docid=199a7753eca56295"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Saturday, November 14, 2009</title>
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  Pain kindly wakes up stupidity &lt;br&gt; lest it slumber through eternity. &lt;br&gt; Pain and Promise &lt;br&gt; If only it &lt;br&gt; How can I &lt;br&gt; When will this &lt;br&gt; Can I ever &lt;br&gt; Is there any &lt;br&gt; Why am I &lt;br&gt; This is too &lt;br&gt; Better is later &lt;br&gt; This shall pass &lt;br&gt; Now to learn &lt;br&gt; We are loved &lt;br&gt; Never all alone &lt;br&gt; Be in being &lt;br&gt; Endure in light &lt;br&gt; ******* &lt;br&gt; Alan Harris &lt;br&gt; Thinker&#39;s Daily Ponderable
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-13T05:39:30Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/c1a1a1b31ddac242/7f935a82ca21f3ee?show_docid=7f935a82ca21f3ee</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/c1a1a1b31ddac242/7f935a82ca21f3ee?show_docid=7f935a82ca21f3ee"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Friday, November 13, 2009</title>
  <summary type="html" xml:space="preserve">
  After formal education has dazzled and dismayed, root errors bring on root learning. &lt;br&gt; Homeglow after Visitors &lt;br&gt; Two couches &lt;br&gt; smile in dim light &lt;br&gt; over the active &lt;br&gt; weights they &lt;br&gt; recently bore. &lt;br&gt; Spots on the wallpaper &lt;br&gt; remember certain &lt;br&gt; apt verbs. &lt;br&gt; Ceiling regions &lt;br&gt; glow with laughings &lt;br&gt; over sudden quips. &lt;br&gt; Hopes, &lt;br&gt; confessions,
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-12T05:51:57Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/40b6be7ada098378/8055ce190e311b34?show_docid=8055ce190e311b34</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/40b6be7ada098378/8055ce190e311b34?show_docid=8055ce190e311b34"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Thursday, November 12, 2009</title>
  <summary type="html" xml:space="preserve">
  Ulterior motives may be invisible, but oh, the smell. &lt;br&gt; Dollar Dazzle &lt;br&gt; The New York Times, Nov. 9, 1998: &lt;br&gt; It has been almost a year since Egghead Software, a fallen leader in software retailing, announced that it would close the last 80 of its stores to begin anew as an Internet-only operation. Now the company says it is ready to start over -- again.
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-11T06:56:03Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/e7e3ef1cb4b2980c/d8fe34d7c492dcf1?show_docid=d8fe34d7c492dcf1</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/e7e3ef1cb4b2980c/d8fe34d7c492dcf1?show_docid=d8fe34d7c492dcf1"/>
  <title type="text">Mistakenly sent e-mail</title>
  <summary type="html" xml:space="preserve">
  TDP subscribers: &lt;br&gt; My apologies for the mistakenly sent e-mail prior to this one. But the upside is that now we can all cheer Bob on. &lt;br&gt; Best wishes, &lt;br&gt; Alan Harris
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-11T05:40:46Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/88e0ccd3c6f88f14/3504c7863d3a6135?show_docid=3504c7863d3a6135</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/88e0ccd3c6f88f14/3504c7863d3a6135?show_docid=3504c7863d3a6135"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Wednesday, November 11, 2009</title>
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  A good friendship, like a good river, comes back together after hitting a rock. &lt;br&gt; Honored Guest &lt;br&gt; Came on a thread, &lt;br&gt; you did, &lt;br&gt; to shine, &lt;br&gt; you do, &lt;br&gt; a warm beam, &lt;br&gt; you are, &lt;br&gt; from a sun &lt;br&gt; we all share. &lt;br&gt; Bless the thread &lt;br&gt; that brought us you, &lt;br&gt; and you that brought &lt;br&gt; the beam to share. &lt;br&gt; Natural, &lt;br&gt; you seem, &lt;br&gt; and fresh, &lt;br&gt; completely,
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-10T05:49:23Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/cac93af27fe022a2/167e189c4b4547fa?show_docid=167e189c4b4547fa</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/cac93af27fe022a2/167e189c4b4547fa?show_docid=167e189c4b4547fa"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Tuesday, November 10, 2009</title>
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  There is no freedom from freedom--it endlessly compels us to do as we &lt;br&gt; choose. &lt;br&gt; Freedom Grounded &lt;br&gt; Hypnotized by young freedom, &lt;br&gt; I chased bedazzling baits of my choice &lt;br&gt; until pain came crashing through my doors. &lt;br&gt; Thank you very much, freedom. &lt;br&gt; And I ate choice foods with delight &lt;br&gt; until my older arteries became clogged
  </summary>
  </entry>
  <entry>
  <author>
  <name>Alan Harris</name>
  <email>m...@alharris.com</email>
  </author>
  <updated>2009-11-09T05:40:19Z</updated>
  <id>http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/c91d334aa4b8193c/5d9bd8cc8ccb54cf?show_docid=5d9bd8cc8ccb54cf</id>
  <link href="http://groups.google.com/group/thinkers-daily-ponderable/browse_thread/thread/c91d334aa4b8193c/5d9bd8cc8ccb54cf?show_docid=5d9bd8cc8ccb54cf"/>
  <title type="text">Ponderable and poem for Monday, November 9, 2009</title>
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  Every day is more evidence of forever. &lt;br&gt; Release from the Known &lt;br&gt; Where did we meet? &lt;br&gt; Where before have I seen &lt;br&gt; your steadfast resilience? &lt;br&gt; In the snow on a mountain? &lt;br&gt; Have I seen your eyes &lt;br&gt; in churning blues of seawater? &lt;br&gt; Has your voice laughed &lt;br&gt; in the rain on some porch roof? &lt;br&gt; My knowing fails. &lt;br&gt; Being with you
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