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Dangerous Procrastinations
My Mother: Yvonne She’s the solemn pledge in a home fire’s passion; Bruised knee or ego? She’s the balm. She’s the showcase of the milliner’s fashion, To be succinct, she’s my Mom. Her heart and name...
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The Woe of a Hetero Writer
Now, I’m not going to get into my patent-pending “Scale-o’- Gayness” here or where I identify myself on it, but for the ease of telling this particular narrative, I’m going to choose the simple moniker...
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Separating the Wheat from the Chaff
After a few comments I received following yesterday’s blog posting, I felt it necessary to further focus the Truth beam on it – so after this post, there will be a pinpointed laser on the subject of...
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Now, as “addictive-personality” as that title sounds, allow me to expound upon that simple statement. Everyone that reads this blog regularly knows that I love medieval times… not necessarily the (very...
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Respect goes up; Love comes down
I remember talking with my mom about this the other night, and thought it was a worthy enough topic to expound upon a bit. Before I get into it too much, I have to reintroduce a concept that has been...
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