Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart

Thursday, July 27, 2023

Crying Out To God

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  Kind of funny, but I have a Horseshoe Of Pain running from the metastasis in my right femur, through the pancreas up to my neck, then curv...
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Thursday, July 20, 2023

Angels, And How To Tuna Fish

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It's been a rough week, and in fighting off the angels sent to take me home during the night I may have made the fatal step from hardass...
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Thursday, July 13, 2023

It's Pain O'clock; Do You Know Where Your Tumours Are?

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Good morning, it is pain o'clock, do you know where your tumours are? Ones that fester, ones that rock and beg a Cheech and Chong cigar?...
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Thursday, July 6, 2023

You Aren't Alone

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  Drag your heart out of the deep and frozen place where it has gone. Bid soul rise from fevered sleep, and now arise to meet the dawn. You...
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Thursday, June 29, 2023

Afraid

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An interesting cloud formation, and Barb with Roscoe P. Coltrane. Things have gotten a lot worse of late. Thought I was dying this afternoon...
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Thursday, June 22, 2023

The Choice

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Yes, I will admit it's true, that life's become a killing frost, but I'll count up what I still can do, and not add up what I ha...
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Thursday, June 15, 2023

Always Chasing Rainbows

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  I really like rainbows. When I see one here, I'll always call Barb out to look. I even used a double rainbow on the cover of my novel ...
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