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same as it ever was
Soul Searching. The Writing of Hesadevil
So, who on earth would be counting the cost of Christmas . . . ? And…
We all end in the ocean.
We all start in the streams.
Life happens in the present. Reality is now. What is, is.
A ship is safe in harbour, but that's not what ships are for.
Being on a boat that's moving through the water, it's so clear. Everything falls into place in terms of what's important and what's not. James Taylor
Tales from the Slow Lane
AT TIMES I THINK
AND AT TIMES I AM
30th-Dec-2004 03:23 pm
So, who on earth would be counting the cost of Christmas . . . ?
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How does she manage to do it? She
a life, you know!
On the Sixth Day . . . Six Geese a-Laying.
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