Sample Issue
January 9, 2016
The Weekly Vomit
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The Core
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Paradoxical Identity
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Travelers, Generations
and Wisdom
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Why Weekly Vomit?
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Native Time
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Photo of the Week
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A Look at a Book
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Paradoxical Identity
There is a lot of
noise in the world, people screaming to be
heard; it can get overwhelming.
I think about
Gandhi. He would return from palaces of
world leaders to his
home, sit on the floor
and use a spinning
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wheel, a common tool
in humble surroundings.
The center of the
wheel held the rest of it
together. Gandhi did not
forget who he was at his
core. When he engaged
in the humble act of
spinning, he resisted the
forces of the outside
world to mold him and
make him into something other than who he
was.
Heaven knows
there are lots of voices
and forces out there trying to mold us, shape
us, intimidate us and
beat us into being somebody other than who we
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are. We must maintain
our focus; never forget
who we are at the core.
In order to do this, we
must know ourselves.
Most people live and
die without ever truly
knowing themselves. We are more
than flesh bodies, more
than minds. At the core,
we are spirit. Realizing
who and what we are
will hold our lives together when the whole
world is falling apart.
many-bracelets bangling, and mountain twang,
I am Mexica warrior woman, laughing at shifting shapes
three women wrapped in clay,
bathed brown in sun,
in camp fire leaps.
bottled in blood and bone,
obsidian blade in hand,
I am a hillbilly youth,
collector of skulls,
a cannibal for survival,
innocent as a fawn in dry counter of hearts,
grass,
a gentle gypsy,
seeker of grace.
dark and sweet, magical, red peaceful, Earth-knowing,
-dress dancing,
with a Cherokee heart