Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart

Thursday, October 31, 2024

God Don't Make Junk

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Regardless of what President Biden says, people are not garbage. Not even him. I don't hold with what you hold dear; it, to me, does not...
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Tuesday, October 29, 2024

I Command You To Vote For...(Tell His Story)

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 Someone. Just vote for someone, according to your conscience. Both of the major candidates (and all of the lesser ones) are imperfect, and ...
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Thursday, October 24, 2024

Aw, Come ON!

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 Things are really messed up with my left leg; it finally fractured at the metastasis in the femur, and walking any distance (like, one step...
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Tuesday, October 22, 2024

Songs (Tell His Story)

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 Just for fun, songs about Chihuahuas. To the tune of Let The River Run... Let Chihuahuas run! Let all their barking wake the neighbours, th...
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Thursday, October 17, 2024

Name It And Claim It

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The only way that I can claim the blessings of these dreadful days is to endeavour to attain a life of constant thanks and praise from which...
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Tuesday, October 15, 2024

Social Metastases (Tell His Story)

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 Been thinking about metastatic cancer. I have a couple, one that lately fractured a femur, and another in my humerus on the same (left) sid...
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Thursday, October 10, 2024

Deference

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 There are those who might well think that cancer's a hard fall, but my life did not just sink in wind and wave that ruined all. Yes, it...
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