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Day eight ocean swim
I thought today would be a solid day of work, but then my daughter became sick and I took the day off to help her see a doctor and bring...

Kurt Bell
Nov 15, 20222 min read


The Good Life - 11/15/2022 - The greater peace *
A soft final hour of sleep last night. Awake, yet at peace. Not like that horror of before, those panic attacks which once wracked me....

Kurt Bell
Nov 15, 20222 min read


Day seven ocean swim
I used my lunch break today for a swim. The midday mood at the beach is different from evening; warmer, more beachie, less foreboding...

Kurt Bell
Nov 15, 20222 min read


The Good Life - 11/14/2022 - My favorite part
What a difference a full, good night of rest can make. And fresh, clean sheets. No sand! And the window by my head open a few inches to...

Kurt Bell
Nov 14, 20222 min read


The Good Life - 11/13/2022 - Not a young man anymore
I slept in way past the alarm. Something I rarely do. Two things happened to produce this. First, I got past a difficult and scary ...

Kurt Bell
Nov 13, 20223 min read


The Good Life - 11/12/2022 - That guest be death
Thinking about yesterday’s challenges, I’ve recognized my error in expecting a “good” day when I’d failed to first define what “good”...

Kurt Bell
Nov 12, 20222 min read


STOIC POETRY | The beginning of Going Alone
I remember when I first thought up the idea of Going Alone. My family and I were living then in Japan, and I was making YouTube videos...

Kurt Bell
Aug 28, 20206 min read


STOIC POETRY | To walk alone among ghosts
I was never very afraid of the dark, or the things which come out after the sun goes down, to wander, and slither, and creep, and fly...

Kurt Bell
Aug 26, 20203 min read


STOIC POETRY | Reading good books
I once rose late each day to meander life in search of tidbits to consume: news, gossip, politics, and the shared things of the appetites...

Kurt Bell
Aug 22, 20202 min read


STOIC POETRY | The life of faith—
What effort is involved in holding a position of faith? The work is in the restraint needed to protect our belief from doubt. We strive...

Kurt Bell
Aug 21, 20202 min read


STOIC POETRY | The news which is never old
I awoke today to headlines of war, and gossip, and scandal, and the rise of stocks and advertisements for soap, and a 30% chance of rain...

Kurt Bell
Aug 20, 20201 min read


STOIC POETRY | Some ways in which we are alive
The price of admittance into the venue and arena of life is the effort and labor of our parents in conceiving, bearing, and bringing us...

Kurt Bell
Aug 19, 20203 min read


STOIC POETRY | Seeing between the Distraction
Just every once in a while...every so often...I'll spot the Indifference between the moments of my daily life. For, while the Nothing...

Kurt Bell
Aug 18, 20202 min read


STOIC POETRY | What there isn't beyond the sea
Life is a little like coming awake on an island beach, naked and screaming and vulnerable and weak. The natives here do care for us, and...

Kurt Bell
Aug 17, 20202 min read


STOIC POETRY | The upward ground
"...and the very slope of the hill on which my house is placed, seemed to say, Forward!" -Henry David Thoreau I accept life as hard. I...

Kurt Bell
Aug 15, 20202 min read


STOIC POETRY | The bullseye aim
Whenever I strive, I always fall short. For the fact of striving makes me miss the mark. It would be better to become educated, without...

Kurt Bell
Aug 14, 20202 min read
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