Nothing that grieves us can be called little: by the eternal laws of proportion a child’s loss of a doll […]
graytuft.comMy policing career took art infused veins to every crisis. Upon approach I needed to see the small, apparently insignificant, cues. Each layered crises was a snapshot and, as the crisis concluded, I became a layer embedded in some stranger's memory. Today I write to unfold layers of my memory. Today I seek beauty beyond the fog of my memories. JT Murphy, graytuft.com
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It is always a matter of perspective, …be it fear, anger, rage, love, compassion, indifference, or apathy. Everything is a […]
The following is a quote sent, via email, from a sergeant on my shift. This person had a belly roll […]
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Sometimes if we watch the trees and feel their quiet we find there is a glimpse of pure joy. Conversely, […]
The following uTube link is a Ted Talk about moving beyond apathy and anger. The speaker is my brother. Listen […]