meaning sometimes crawls
from places long abandoned
my heart knows
refuting lustfully, robustly
that pure moment where
truth dawns
sometimes messages are
never meant to be heard
but experienced
and then swallowed hard
with burning bile of disbelief
I dream in color, write poetry, talk about God, parent kids and finally wonder about it all
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January 15th
One year ago today I began to eat differently. It is called the Ketogenic diet and the information is out there for free ...
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I believe in God, I know, I know...some of you are shocked. Dismayed by the news. How could she do this to us, you ask? An intelligent wo...
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When Theresa Williams first started blogging, back at the "other" place, she did a fabulous job of reaching out to people and try...
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