Some mustering of a sea within I heard your...
"The Awareness thing is..."
"Blogging is a powerful addiction. Especially any platform with built-in social interaction..."
"Just my fancy way of saying, shall we call it something different? "God," that is? (The cat part comes later.)" [...]
What I mean is it really does start from inside the Self. At the point where you connect with inner voice, which comes from the great CPU. That’s where true love is generated. After that we can accept anyone anything and everything.
I was seated next to the host. I wore a pink wig and black boa; he wore ghoulish makeup and a faux knife through his head.
The dying button-flowers were lying in massacred clumps near the wisteria.