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It’s May and the Rain is Falling

It’s May and the Rain is Falling Ryan Griffiths It’s May and the rain is falling; The hills were just going from green to golden But now it’s May, and the sun is stalling. This time before summer – usually … Continue reading

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Economics

Oh how my mind wanders in Econ class. I found this one scribbled on a page in my economics workbook; I don’t even remember writing it! I must have been lost in some serious revery… It was untitled in its … Continue reading

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King of the Hill

Up on my hilltop Looking down on the bay; I see roads, houses, a bridge – All so far beneath me. Up here I am king Of that land below; From my castle at this peak I rule as far … Continue reading

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Blogger of Note at Words of Wisdom

Words of Wisdom Readers — welcome to The Gnarly Oak. I am the current Blogger of Note! Thanks so much, Words of Wisdom for the opportunity and thank you to the WOWers visiting. I live in Los Altos Hills, California; since … Continue reading

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The Lenses – A Halloween Tale

“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world” – Schopenhauer A cool breeze stung Ralph’s cheeks, bringing him to his senses. Why am I lying down on grass? Where am I? … Continue reading

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Ryan the Griffiths

This is an autobiography assignment I wrote for a bogus required class called “Living Skills.” I got a C on this; I didn’t “provide enough concrete examples.” Different people different tastes, I guess… *** The viridian hills rolled on past … Continue reading

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The Path

“If there were no rewards to reap, No loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I’ve chosen here, I certainly would’ve walked away by now.” -Tool, The Patient

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