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Are You There God? It's Me, Gidget

Vanessa and Cadenus

One to Rule


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Are You There God? It's Me, Gidget

The priest

by Angela Marié Glass

Beautiful. Wish I worked there. :0)
Bean there, counted that.
Themselves religious? Read here: ”
I bet he wears a hat.

She knew he’d get no relief.
Own personal custom Barbie dream.
Good grief.
New eyes from (Album Stream)

By Weezer and believed in paradise?
Founder of the Shadow Guard
Bored Cruz Cruise
From a thing, you little bastard. …
Bad / variant of Signal vs Noise ?

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Oh! The Places You’ll Go!

From here, to eternity, from a Raymond and his Cissy, thanks to Dennis at D.G. Wills. (Oh. I just got that. I guess Dennis is D.G. huh?)

“Being crazy isn’t enough.” — Dr. Seuss

 

Oh! The Places You’ll Go!

by the incomparable Dr. Seuss

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.

You’ll look up and down streets. Look ’em over with care. About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.” With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.

And you may not find any you’ll want to go down. In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town. It’s opener there in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.

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He wrote, I read. We become us.

My friend Cap is a writer. Or at least he went to school for writing, and he writes, and it is good. And seeing’s how I use too many commas, I admire Cap’s writing. Go check out his stuff. Deeply personal, and beautifully descriptive.

“Mother, opened,
showed us what the world
was made of. Invisible wounds
before our eyes, and our mouths
sucked in air.”

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