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From the Novel “The Fading Silence -a post-apocalyptic story of a boy and his dog“  bits of chapter one – by Rob Krabbe . . . Burning man, Black Canyon Nevada itself, had no more of an “anarchist community” than Tinley Park and just like its mentor, was the once in a lifetime socially acceptable place [...]

I love irony.  Irony is entertaining.  I mean, I get it that we were created with a deeply felt spiritual longing and yet a far easier to achieve physical orgasm.  See?  Ironic.  Spirit/body conflict. Plato understood.  Carl Jung understood.  It’s fun for the whole family. Like when someone very young asks, “How do I really know [...]

by Rob Krabbe Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, on infinitum.  Ok, well not really, but some days just plain feel that way.  I sit drinking a nice Brazilian Cerrito, full bodied roast,. Pressed into a strong pot of morning coffee, and I ponder how long it takes, when one begins eating “Activia,” to feel as regular [...]

by Melissa Krabbe It’s been said that Generation Y is the apathetic generation.  I don’t know if that’s really true, but maybe we, like they, are suffering from: weltschmerz  \VELT-shmairts\   noun, often capitalized  1 : mental depression or apathy caused by comparison of the actual state of the world with an ideal state[1] This morning my [...]

I am thinking this morning, as I sip my coffee, that I take a lot for granted. The usual list flashes across my mind’s eye: wife, kids, now a grandchild, home, church, food, parents living near, friends, other family, you know, the list I rattle off when praying a daily time with God kind of [...]