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be random what is now when is then where is email who i am how it is why it is leave a note? share me, share you make me smile thank you other journals (of course I should be sleeping) (what's life got to do with it?) about me (too much to know at once) friend? (tic tic tic, toc) BE MY GUEST (BOOK) << MISSING �SOMETHING? >> the bottom line who can when i had the time the first of december (has another song) what i do < ? me # > < ? harrychapin # > < ? Random Acts of Journaling # > < ? Poetic Voices # > < ? The Write Club # > < ? Nights Awake # > < ? Fluid # > < ? Adopted # > < ? Childlike # > < ? Poets-Muse # > < ? Five Hundred # > < ? As You Wish # > temporary place holder ()))CRAYON-BOX)))> published blogmad! varb? �2015 CANDOR COMMUNICATIONS IF YOU WANT TO USE THE WORDS FOR ANY REASON TALK TO ME |
more thoughts on gods you know, being found by the gods recently got me to thinking, maybe god (the one most people in this world seem to thank and blame for everything) could be found here at DLand... but apparently god doesn't have a diary, at leasy not here... either he doesn't exst, as atheists would claim... or he's shy and keeps his diary offline... or nobody has the guts to write a diary as god... or Andrew has decided (probably wisely) that it wouldn't be all that prudent a business move to piss off most people in this world... but enough reality, I'm still too tickled to have been deemed a favorite of the gods to be overly concerned about anything... it's amazing what a blissful state of mind came come from finding the panacea of a divinity that takes all responsibility for everything off my shoulders can be... thank you again, gods, for everything...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |