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stories and tales written by Dean Isaacson (cominus).

My Cat, Panda

copyright 1996, Dean Isaacson It was a beautiful morning. I walked out the door and stood on the porch, surveying the landscape and breathing the morning country air. The farmers weren’t spraying the money this morning, so the air was pretty fresh. I was getting ready for my morning jog. “It is so good to [...]
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Values for Money, the Exchange

copyright 1996, Dean Isaacson Recently, I attended a self-actualization seminar. It was not presented as such, and actually, I did not stay for the whole presentation. Let me explain. A few months earlier, I signed up as a dealer for a multi level marketing company. Upon registering, I was advised that to advance to a [...]
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Culture Mapping

copyright 1996, Dean Isaacson “Have a good day.” “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.” “Well, I want you to enjoy the day.” “That’s ridiculous! I never heard of such a thing!” The old lady was emphatic as she squinted her eyes and glared at me from her wheelchair. I knew we were not [...]
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The Fish That Got Away

copyright 1999, Dean Isaacson My life was passing before my eyes. As I was holding the rod, I could see through the calm water a large fish ready to grab the bait. I had just earlier picked it up only because it was lying on the dock, unattended, with the hook in the water. I [...]
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A Recap of My Trip to the Coast

Friends, Here is a recap of my trip to the coast this weekend (26-29 Jun 2008): Every mile, along Everett-Lynnwood Highway 99, there is a 7-11 store. Some people need that. I had forgotten about it, just as I had forgotten the ever-present mildew and the congested traffic. HOV lanes are no longer an exclusive [...]
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    imageMy Prayer Closet (2011)
    Under the Tower of Babel (1995)
    Solomon wrote there will be no end of the writing of books. If he lived now, he would decry the endless cacophony of electronic verbiage. Page after page of endless, mindless tripe. People selling something; people saying something. No body reading anything! If the page doesn't have pictures, [click] the viewer is gone. Everyone is looking for entertainment. No one is looking for substance. But we keep on writing and we think someone will read it. Oh, how we deceive ourselves -- convinced of our own immortality. Words, words, words . . . - cominus
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  • I will perpetuate your memory through all generations; therefore the nations will praise you for ever and ever.
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    Whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by [Christ Jesus] and for [Christ Jesus].
    [Col 1:16 NIV 1984]