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I'm nothin' special, until I see a sunny day, and it's out to the greenhouse I go, plants in hand, some water, seeds, potting soil, and, oh, forgot my had today... my head looks like a radish. Next time, tomorrow, remember cap. Ok.

If I crap am I? Don't answer that, you couldn't stand it, or even sit it.

Hi, I've got a birthday week off. Woo hoo. Hi, oh I already said, or wrote that. So... uh, yeah.

Us and them thinking doesn't amount to much Self.

Look at the one just made. Any one.

When all questions cease, God is. Of course that may take a couple years, some kids, mid-life crisis, a death or two, and some alone time in the forest, or desert, before... well, it will happen, there's no way it can't once all the other distraction passes. So yeah, what was the question?

Jesus broke with the rigid nature of ritual and ceremony to relate with God, as being in "God to the poor, the outcasts and unwanted", an identity, an identification of God in all. Each of us goes through periods of no want, no desire, and it is there that God is most present, not needed in pomp...

God is holy, beyond words... indescribable. But we can attempt to convey God through words, if others can't hear God in other ways. The holiness is in us, within our bodies and minds, knit into our psyches, even if we deny it, deny God. And it takes a "burning bush" experience to capture our...

... and, holy cities in India.

The less you say, or write the clear it becomes until, one just steps through the veil of being into all beings.

I can feel your pain. I can share your happiness.

It's called... reincarnation.

the number 11 was strong again today and i turned on the radio in the car, had on a religious station, and before i turned it on i said, " don't want to listen ', and the person on the radio said, ' have to listen ", then turned it off

Ok, who dresses the pope? I mean like style. Give me a cow maid! Please, and thanks.

I'm not wearing my glasses right now, so I'll assume those last responses are holy, or else.

There is no way of traditional feeling. Unless it's through the female. Men had to "tough it up!" so as not to encourage unity, oneness, divinity, love or sanity. There, a big deep breath of fresh air... How traditional is that? It's not a question, it's a feeling. Poor boys. :(

Push! Push! Wait a minute, I'm a guy. Uh oh. Too late. It's a boy! Adam is a nice name, for a girl or boy, it'd be a first. Whoah, that was easy.

I love it when I'm right. Wait a minute, that can't be right, not me, me, I, blah blah, blinkie blankie willi snilli ha ha! There, I love that, it but not when.

Let me have a baby first and I'll tell ya, or show ya. Damn, missed again! No clue.