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I gave up on Lent today, not out of not loving Godde, but because the guilt of forever cheating on my fast was eating me in a much bigger way than I or my lover could handle. I had lost the point of the fast, caught in the daily grind, and while it started good, the result was not good for my body or my soul. Godde forgive me, I'd rather focus on ( Read more... ) -
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I guess I need to write today. When one feels silenced by circumstance, writing is an awesome way of dealing. Getting it all out ( Read more... ) -
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For a Christian, I truly have gothy-folky-witchy taste in music ( Read more... ) -
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Okay, I love coming from a Roman Catholic background.
But I'm beginning to think this is another of the ol' Catholic GUILT surfacing over a school issue, because why else would I be freaking like this?
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I'm broken, lost, despairing, clawing for the higher vestiges of spirit, stuck in the mud screaming, desperately crying, screaming for hope. And faith in Godde and people.
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Catching up on Memes.
Months ago, Oona Malloy sent me this fun little thing. List ten of your favorite things starting with the letter gifted to you by a previous player. She gave me the letter A ( Read more... ) -
The Legend of Stingy Jack
Stingy Jack was a miserable, old drunk who loved playing tricks on anyone and everyone. One dark, Halloween night, Jack ran into the Devil himself in a local public house. Jack tricked the Devil by offering his soul in exchange for one last drink. The Devil quickly turned himself into a sixpence to pay the bartender, but Jack immediately snatched ( Read more... ) -
Meditation on Death
This was my favorite poem when I took American Literature my Junior year of High School.
Thanatopsis
William Cullen Bryant
1817
To him who in the love of nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A various language; for his gayer hours
She has a voice of gladness, and a smile
And eloquence of beauty; and she glides
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Halloween is in the air ( Read more... ) -
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I need to get some images of her up here.
My cat is being cute and deviant.
One her back, spread eagle in front of me, with a come hither look begging for tummy scritches and nose rubs. She's hiding her face behind a little gray paw which is reaching at me.
She might as well be asking me to pet her.
I spoil her.