Tag Archives: Post-Modern

Defining Teamwork, Moments, and Labels We Use In Western Society, In My Opinion

  Hello again, my name is Terry Scott. I write sometimes. I live in St Paul, MN. Please don’t think that my website is dirty because of the name. It is merely a name. Nothing much in it. Also, please … Continue reading

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invest in a dictionary

i can’t help it when i have to say the things i have to say.  i tell the people i “know” what i think.  i am like a child just thinking and saying my thoughts, not some group think experiment.  … Continue reading

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Baudry, Derrida, Film, and The Falling Man; How Everything is Too Long To Read:

Well, today I realized that everything is too long to read (TL; DR), and that is why we all love short texts like what is seen on Twitter, and tightly succinct updates on Facebook. In a way this shows how … Continue reading

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Why your cereal tastes like shit

Usually, when a bunch of people walk through where I am located (mostly at the library), I wonder to myself, why? I wonder why they are here in front of me, why I am here inside of me, and then … Continue reading

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Span of Observation

There is no freedom like under a bridge, especially one that is near a vast and famous flow of water. I have found throughout the years, that I—myself, love sitting next to the Mississippi river on abandoned train bridges, while … Continue reading

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The Selfie Artist

For many of you this tragedy will hit very close to home… It took place the other day, in the back parking lot of my apartment complex. It was a morning, not substantially different from others, save for one thing. … Continue reading

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Who gives a shit?

          Each day that we wake we are given the opportunity to brush our teeth, comb our hair, wash our bodies- take showers, while checking our phones for notifications, and prepare for what befalls us.  We are given the opportunity … Continue reading

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