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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 [...]

© 2012 Rob Krabbe – NoonAtNight Music There’s got to be something more than this, More than just this emptiness. There’s got to be something more than this, More than just reasons, or your purposes. This life and all it has to give. All that I can take and all I’ll live. More than what [...]

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 [...]