This week there are about 20 different pieces of writing floating around my brain and four of them are actually open in windows on my computer, each in a different state of progress. One is a set of notes on something I am researching. One is resting, and one old project keeps tickling my brain asking for me to return. So, using everything I know about writing a.

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BQB and the Meaning of Life.

I hear a song and your all i can think about. your the only thing anyway. i miss you so much. 8220;Whatever you can do, or dream you. Power and magic in it. What I Want to be Remembered For. Love is being stupid together. Memoir of a good cat. I will miss you old friend. Nights you sang me to sleep,. The nights you stood beside me,. Your beautiful tapestry of a coat.

Hoping education will put an end to mental illness stigma. My Other Blog Shared Reality. And some other famous people.

My intent here is to write a poem from the prompt I give to you , the reader, in hopes that it will inspire something and get others to write with me. Wednesday, February 11, 2015. I know that a lot of you knew that I was unable to post anything for a bit, due to being homeless for a few months.

To my readers; I enjoyed this article very much. I feel compelled to share it. Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend,. Who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

Thursday, 27 January 2011. January 27th A small stone. International Small Stones Writing Month. Written for a river of stones. In this vast cavernous holy place. Where people flock to from all over the world. In your presence, dear Saint, you have given me healing, peace and reassurance. I came to you again today, lit a candle . Thank you for your intercession. And the gift of your peace.