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The Branch

I came upon a single branch dying on a bed of life. The grass below seemed to smirk and wave as it gently pushed the death upon it towards the sky. A pyre of life for a forgotten limb, I wondered why it was there. Was it the wind I heard or the gentle whisper…

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You will lose friends

The problem with online friendship is that you will lose them. It will happen. Because why the hell did you write that post on aluminum foil? How insensitive could you possibly be? Seriously. I find it amusing when I get to witness online drama go down. And I’m not in it this time so I…

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Just Write

I am often asked how I come up with my posts. At first I took my prompts from fortune cookies, but those got old after awhile. Truthfully I simply write when I feel like writing and I feel like writing all the time. When I look back over my posts I consider most “sloppy” and…

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If I could Paint the Sun

Dear You, “She says she wants to shine a light into the darkness,” but thinks a blog will not accomplish the deed. Does she not realize that with every eye that looks upon her words, a heart might possibly be softened? A mind might be altered slightly? The power to share, to care, and to…

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The War on Adoption

There is a war going on that many people have no clue about. You would only know if you were part of certain social groups or on certain media platforms. Even though this war is not on the headlines of CNN or Fox News, it is a war nonetheless and it matters a great deal…

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Bloggers Come and Go

Like all things people come and go. I have been a gamer for a long time and have always enjoyed games that rely on making real connections online. The hard part is those connections are real and the people you connect with become your online friends. What does online friendship mean to you? For some…

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Nameless – Ahn Jong He

If you are out there, this is for you. I wonder what you are doing. Is your life a good one… do you know I exist? Every possible bad scenario has been played out and rerun like a “Friends” episode. I try not to dwell on all the different plots my crooked mind has created.…