the damage
She will never know what she did to him… He will never comprehend how deeply his thoughts cut…
She will never know what she did to him… He will never comprehend how deeply his thoughts cut…
Write like everyone you know is dead
In an age of content and commercialism where consumerism is celebrated and the commodification of art is, if not necessarily desired but certainly required, is it enough to just make pretty pictures devoid of soul?
I am far too busy doing the things of life to live a life.
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
“Feel like we are family already.”
Psalm 8: 3,4
Successful leadership, is to do no harm.
You can make water go up hill. But rain falls all by itself.
The Mad Hatter: “Have I gone mad?”
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Whoever is lacking good sense shows contempt for his neighbor, But the man of true discernment remains silent. Slanderers go about revealing confidential talk, a trustworthy soul keeps a confidence.
My goal here has been and continues to be just me emptying my head and gut. Sometimes it strays out of bounds. That can bring some negative energy.
In time, I hope to rebrand as 'The Good Dog'
I will continue to write like everyone I know is dead. I hope this doesn't create challenges for you, dear reader. If it does, maybe this isn't a book you should read.
Everyone has stories. For better or worse, these are mine.
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