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A life with a variety of passions and a few miracles, too. June 23, 2012 by eclecticwoman. Anyway, here we go again. It really does tie together and it is important. The fact of the matter is that, while I may have. That was thread number one.

8220;My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing. Tuesday, March 27, 2018. Stay with me on this path,. I cannot pretend to feel. Here below are the paths. Those pop up fantasy lives. On phone calls of survival. Crawling over the fields of war. Paths lie lonely and singular. For a reason or many. To soften, or comfort.

My life, in all its glory. This blog is about anything I feel like writing about, ranging from family to friends to my crazy adventures with Brian. Mostly I want to write about stuff so that I can read it years down the road and have a good laugh at myself and the memories! Friday, September 19, 2014. 69 Find and subscribe to 10 new blogs. I like it - most of the projects seem actually feasible! 6 My friend Josh.

Archeologists and anthropologists long held that what is referred to Clovis were the first people to inhabit this land, beginning abut 13,000 years ago. Yet recent discoveries are pushing the date back-sites like McMinnville in Oregon dated at 46,000 years-Old Crow in the Yukon at 25,000 to 40,000 years, and Bluefish Caves in the Yukon at 12,000 to 28,000 years.

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Notes From The Mad Abstract Dark. My Favorite Author Of Our Time Has Died. I discovered some extraordinarily sad news this morning. One of the men I admired most in the world, my favorite contemporary author, Tom Piccirilli, died of brain cancer last month. So I just wanted to write a little something to say, rest in peace. I enjoyed trading emails from time to time.

Saturday, November 30, 2013. And now for something more depressing than depression. I want to silently pray .

This is my take on life. We ate them watching football, drinking beer, spritz, with yoghurt, sausages, salad, cats, friends. Then I made the video. But you can also fry them, and they will be crispier .

I am a native of this land,. And I walked these hills long before you knew they existed. Why I Live to Write. I remember going home every night and looking out my second story bedroom window at our 4 acre yard. Each night I wished I could go somewhere else, somewhere where my mind could thrive in concepts and creation.