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		<title>1989-01-04</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Winter always comes. Dan told Sharon and me about he and Tiffany and my heart ached for him. His first love and pain and loss and I doubt I&#8217;ve learned much 20 years on. Outside, rain and gray skies. Inside, somewhere, Joan receeds with a slow ache and Sharon acends. Softness and steel, enlightenment and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>            Winter always comes.<BR/>            Dan told Sharon and me about he and Tiffany<BR/>            and my heart ached for him.<BR/><P/>            His first love and pain and loss<BR/>            and I doubt I&#8217;ve learned much<BR/>            20 years on.<BR/><P/>            Outside, rain and gray skies.<BR/>            Inside, somewhere, Joan receeds with a slow ache<BR/>            and Sharon acends.<BR/><P/>            Softness and steel, enlightenment and caution.<BR/><P/>            My futures murmuring &#8230; &#8217;89 finds me<BR/>            unfocused and unsettled<BR/>            falling in love with a moving target.<BR/><P/>            She calls out the best in me<BR/>            but, sometimes, I just want her to hold me<BR/>            and, sometimes, she does.<BR/><P/>                                 gallagher<BR/>                                 4 jan 89<BR/>                                 san juan capistrano<BR/>                                 <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-01-06</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Buddha says that if we want something, we open ourselves to the possibility of disappointment and someone else said we get what we need. All that I know of women and karma and connectivity is far too simple for she who now stands before me. Companion, friend, lover, teacher big challenge &#8230; I cannot dominate [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>               Buddha says that if we want something,<BR/>               we open ourselves to the possibility of disappointment<BR/>               and someone else said we get what we need.<BR/><P/>               All that I know of women and karma and connectivity<BR/>               is far too simple for she who now stands before me.<BR/><P/>               Companion, friend, lover, teacher<BR/>               big challenge &#8230;<BR/><P/>               I cannot dominate her.  I cannot lie or hide from her.<BR/>               I cannot predict her or take her love and openhandedness<BR/>               for granted.<BR/>               And yet, she brings, gives, is<BR/>               everything I want, without barter.<BR/><P/>               God, my friend, are you laughing there<BR/>               where chance and destiny are woven?<BR/><P/>               Nicaragua, indeed entire continents, await.<BR/>               Wind in their trees and passion on my pages.<BR/><P/>               She stands in front of me like elevator shafts<BR/>               and vertigo.<BR/>               God&#8217;s laughter is kind.<BR/><P/>                                    gallagher<BR/>                                    6 jan 89<BR/>                                    san juan capistrano<BR/>                                    <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-01-11 Reflection on Rose</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 1989 08:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Reflection on Rose She&#8217;s so competant at being a real person that you just don&#8217;t notice that you don&#8217;t have anything in common with her. Bravo, I say, and with love. gallagher 11 jan 89 san juan capistrano &#8212; Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>                        Reflection on Rose<BR/><P/>                  She&#8217;s so competant at being a real person<BR/>                  that you just don&#8217;t notice<BR/>                  that you don&#8217;t have anything<BR/>                  in common with her.<BR/><P/>                  Bravo, I say, and with love.<BR/><P/>                                    gallagher<BR/>                                    11 jan 89<BR/>                                    san juan capistrano<BR/>                                    <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-02-18</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I'm afraid to be alone because my mother left me alone so much. Women are not being alone. I chose Joan because I knew she would be at least as addicted to me as I to her and after dealing with open and unpredictable Lise that was important. I don't doubt loving Sharon but I'm [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre><font face="Verdana" size="2">                     I'm afraid to be alone
                     because my mother left me alone
                     so much.
                     Women are
                     not being alone.
                     I chose Joan
                     because I knew she would be
                     at least as addicted to me
                     as I to her
                     and after dealing with
                     open and unpredictable Lise
                     that was important.
                     I don't doubt loving Sharon
                     but I'm afraid
                     because her lack of visible addiction
                     brings back memories and fear
                     of the pain Lise gave me
                     and of being alone.
                                 gallagher
                                 18 feb 89

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		<title>1989-02-18</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 1989 08:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why is it that our stories of the future and our heros (sometimes) represent a sane future while we, here, cannot wakeup and make it so. gallagher 18 feb 89 &#8212; Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>                     Why is it that our stories of the future<BR/>                     and our heros (sometimes)<BR/>                     represent a sane future<BR/>                     while we, here, cannot wakeup<BR/>                     and make it so.<BR/><P/>                                    gallagher<BR/>                                    18 feb 89<BR/>                                    <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-02-22</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some debts need to be cleared tonight I looked at some poems that I&#8217;d missed in Rose&#8217;s poetry compilation from a few years back. And I found the first one I ever wrote about her and the last one that ended and summed us. And I felt all those years between when the moonlite crossed [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>            Some debts need to be cleared<BR/>               tonight I looked at some poems<BR/>               that I&#8217;d missed in Rose&#8217;s poetry compilation<BR/>               from a few years back.<BR/><P/>            And I found the first one I ever wrote about her<BR/>               and the last one that ended and summed us.<BR/>               And I felt all those years between<BR/>               when the moonlite crossed Chris&#8217; face in 86.<BR/><P/>            Now she&#8217;s married and pregnant and we&#8217;re easy friends<BR/>               and I want to give her these things<BR/>               to say &#8216;thank you, bless you, Rose.&#8217;<BR/>               the best to you, whom I loved so long.<BR/><P/>                                 gallagher<BR/>                                 22 feb 89<BR/>                                 San Juan Capistrano<BR/>                                 <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-02-25</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I understand why you and I work. We both wanted someone with our own level of intelligence and who would judge us based on our spiritual goals. That&#8217;s where we live. We could be with someone who judged us on grooming or business acumen but what good would that be for us? That you share [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>      I understand why you and I work.<BR/>      We both wanted someone with our own level of intelligence<BR/>      and who would judge us based on our spiritual goals.<BR/>      That&#8217;s where we live.<BR/>      We could be with someone who judged us on grooming<BR/>      or business acumen but what good would that be for us?<BR/>      That you share the same spiritual goals is everything.<BR/>      The fact that so much else falls into place nicely<BR/>      is just gravy.<BR/>      And maybe it means we&#8217;re going to get the issue of relationships<BR/>      worked out this time and free and impower each other<BR/>      at the same time.<BR/>      If we, as two people, can get along<BR/>      then it gives us credibility<BR/>      if we turn our attention outward.<BR/>      And, the best part of all this<BR/>      is that I don&#8217;t know any reason why it can&#8217;t be so<BR/>      and it&#8217;s what I want.<BR/><P/>                                    gallagher<BR/>                                    san juan capistrano<BR/>                                    25 feb 89<BR/>                                    <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-02-27</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[You go away and I miss the touch of your skin and the edge of your intelligence, the pleasure of your sincerity. But when you are gone I reflect and read and exist in the quiet spaces and there are insights and different contentments. And as I seek for truth and light you constantly come [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>                        You go away<BR/>                        and I miss the touch of your skin<BR/>                        and the edge of your intelligence,<BR/>                        the pleasure of your sincerity.<BR/><P/>                        But when you are gone<BR/>                        I reflect and read and exist<BR/>                        in the quiet spaces<BR/>                        and there are insights<BR/>                        and different contentments.<BR/><P/>                        And as I seek for truth and light<BR/>                        you constantly come to mind<BR/>                        and I treasure these thoughts<BR/>                        even as I treasure your return.<BR/><P/>                                       gallagher<BR/>                                       sjc<BR/>                                       27 feb 89<BR/>                                       <BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-06-27</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sanity isn&#8217;t something you lose and go insane It&#8217;s something you have and you work on to get more. It just depends on which way you look at it. gallagher Lincoln, NB&#8212; Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><PRE><font face="Verdana" size="2"><P/>            Sanity isn&#8217;t something you lose and go insane<BR/>            It&#8217;s something you have and you work on to get more.<BR/>            It just depends on which way you look at it.<BR/><P/>                                       gallagher<BR/>                                          Lincoln, NB<BR/><BR/></FONT></PRE><P/><P/><I><B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#808080">&#8212; Copyright</font></B><font face="Courier" size="1" color="#C0C0C0"> 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher &#8212;</font></I></p>
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		<title>1989-08-09</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 1989 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dennis</dc:creator>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre><font face="Verdana" size="2">                 Smart people need to get control of power
                 or stop inventing the things they are capable of.

                                         9 Aug 89

                - after seeing the Oppenheimer story on PBS.</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">
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