When I drift on the verge of tears. I fall into Magic. I don't care if it's not real. It becomes real enough when you need it. I keep the myth of magic with me. Something I know isn't real...but might be. As such it is a comfort,
"...Fire Sale!"
I am now posting on >>>> "Book of Days" (sidneyinhell.blogspot.com) This due to tech problems with Blogsplot. The ot...
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"...stunned" 1944 Americans in stunned horror. This as they see 2019 Americans support Nazis. -
Today is the Eve of Christmas Eve. Luke 2:9-12And, lo, the Angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about the... -
I stay up to write or watch old movies. As we move on we become more like cats. We stare at spirits we eat we dream we sleep. Love has no se...
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