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Revelation and the Islamic Beast
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Although the Book of Revelation is very coded and difficult to understand, there are two things made perfectly clear. First it warns us there will be a great war that wil..  
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by Jeffrey B. Allen
Monday, January 10, 2011
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The essence of who we are is wrapped in the memory of who we were. When that goes away, the essence of who we are is wrapped in the memory of others who remember who we once were.




I can’t seem to remember.

Is this the first time I’ve looked in the mirror?

Shocked as I am at what I am seeing.

Old man?

Old man, not me,

Can’t be,

Can’t be.


Ahh, I remember,

Yes, I think I remember when once I looked in the mirror.

That’s right.

I think, not too long ago, either.

When I combed my hair into bangs,

 And then,

Into a pompadour.


But not before

I reached into the cabinet,

Second shelf was a glass.

What a bad ass.

Slicked it back with half a bottle of Vitalis

I was cool with the lingo,

Lookin’ like Pacino.


I slicked it and shaped it

I can remember that far back.

But where in the hell did I park my car.

The Cadillac.

Today I can’t remember what lunch I ate.

I can’t recall the people I love

But I have a strange fear of people I hate.


Old man,

Old man,

Can’t be,

Can’t be.

It’s not me I see.

I say,

It’s not me in the mirror today


Jeffrey B. Allen



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Reviewed by Robert Cosmar 5/31/2011
You take me back, right along with you, Jeffrey. I saw then the very same reflections of time in the glass, echoes that are now as aged as the face I shave every morning today. Well written -- I thank you for the memories.
Reviewed by D. Vegas 1/11/2011
Allen, Boy, do I Know that feeling...Thanks
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 1/10/2011
Sometimes memories can get the better of us and this is a magnificent way to express the passage of time...

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat 1/10/2011

Great write! I think all of us that are getting a little'long in the tooth' feel this way.

Reviewed by pat medlin 1/10/2011
i've heard this revelation expressed many ways...usually by women...but this is a wonderfully done piece of bittersweet musing. thank you jeff...p
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