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my little girl, i loved you so much. i had such hopes, sweet dreams of holding you, playing with you, watching you grow. i felt you grow inside. God had taken part of me, and fashioned something precious, something lovely, exquisitely beautiful, embodied of hope and love but i lost you. you were my little girl, not to hold, never to see unable to watch you stretch your arms for the first time, never to see you experience this wide wide world. you were taken too early, a life, my life, so short, so tenuous. my stolen child, my heart…
America doesn’t pick presidents, Chuck Norris Does.
Priscilla Wall’s Weblog: Childhood Memories # 7 Herman Keefer Hospital (part four)
Sway to the rhythm of deep vibrationPulsating waves of palpable motionMove to the beat of a pounding drumThe resonant thrill of a strident thrumLoose yourself in an aching voiceFind yourself in the loss of choiceThe quiet surrender of mans volitionTo beauty, song, and exposition
The Battle Against Racism In Jena: Jena-Cide (article) by Eddie Thompson on AuthorsDen A pastor in Jena sheds some light on what the News has not been saying and what the News has been saying wrong.
reCAPTCHA: Stop Spam, Read Books reCAPTCHA uses captchas to help digitize books. most excellent.
I desire to express an invocation an elocution most profound But my words escape me The ephemeral nature of my heart cannot grasp the discarnate theme ethereal, mystical, divine Cry out, Cry out, inarticulate tongue insensate instrument of mans desiring Let the heart give forth praise indescribable
The Case Against Adolescence by Robert Epstein (kottke.org) "Efficient capitalist production and rising wage rates lead to an increased sorting by age and the moral education of teens takes a hit."
Walljm.com has slowly been evolving through the last 7 years that I’ve been blogging. This represents the 6th version and a slightly new philosophy of presentation.At this point, none of the sub pages have been converted yet, a task that I will get to when time permits and I’ve been able to think out how I want them to look exactly. I’ve wanted to implement something using a bigger footer for some time, but hadn’t been able to come up with something I liked.The new face of walljm.com is one post per page. This reflects the slower nature of my…
Go to this photo of Sasha and vote for her. Why? Because you know you want to, and I’d be grateful. ;)
but no time to sort and post. But the real reason the photo blog is sitting idle, is because what I have in the bin doesn’t really express what I want to say right now.For all those who know me, but hear from me little, life for me has been consuming. Mostly at work. The project I’m currently on has required a great deal of concentration and I’ve had little time to devote to other things. *sigh* It sounds like a poor excuse. At the very least, its a common one.What you get, dear reader, out of all this is…
but unlike Lore I adore Fall. By many lengths it is my favorite season, the crisp air and clear skies as the temperature drops and pulls the haze out of the sky and lets you see for miles. Many tout the rich vibrant colors, reds and oranges, earthy browns in great flourishes of classical elegance, a final bow before the desolation of winter. But for me, it is the smells and the cool touch of the wind on my face, and air that seems to have more oxygen in it than other times.I like culminations, the golden times. In stories,…
the feeling starts small a persistent discontentment visceral, driving to somehow express something higher more noble than common grey or elevate the ordinary to something transcendent and rich with meaning
Our Far-flung Correspondents: The Dark Side: Reporting and Essays: The New Yorker Light Pollution is ruining our ability to see the sky at night.
Teen Christians campaign against pop culture – CNN.com It has a good take.