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(who doesn't grimace or back away)

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    (who doesn't grimace or back away)

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    Aw, I like your batterfly suit (though I'm not especially fond of batterflies).

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My town suffered from an EF-3 tornado yesterday. Glitch has always been a great support network so I would appreciate it if you could keep Adairsville, GA in your hearts while we regroup and rebuild.

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I will. I hope you and yours are all well. Tornados sure are scary. *hugs*

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for those of you that aren't friends with me on FB or are and haven't heard, my family and I are being evicted. I have no idea where I will be living in about a month. We may be able to get a few more months, but we can't stay. I feel so lost right now.

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Oh no! I hope things get better soon! *hugs*

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I have never gotten to touch a salamander, but that does sound cool! Haha, I just wrote whatever animals came to my mind. :) Ok, so, is a sable actually an animal or is it a color?? I thought it was possible a rodent type critter, but I thought it could be just a color and not an animal.

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Just don't touch them too much--they breathe through their skin, don't they?

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there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.

(e. e. cummings)

Many hours were spent here...
It was nice to feel a sense of community...

Neva Neva was always better than Ajaya Bliss (^_^)

(at least for shy people)

Finally there are no pigs or butterflies in the way, but of course there are no Glitchens either...

Before home streets, this was a really wonderful place to be. I met some beautiful people here. Some left, some stayed, but I am grateful to have known them while I did.

Burning the Old Year-Naomi Shihab Nye
Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.

So much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
Orange swirling flame of days,
so little is a stone.

Where there was something and suddenly isn't,
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.

Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things I didn't do
crackle after the blazing dies.
Friedrich Nietzsche said:
"On the mountains of truth you can never vlimb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow."
On Defeats:
"You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it."
? Maya Angelou
"Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree."
? Martin Luther King Jr.
"It always seems impossible until it's done."
? Nelson Mandela
"All life is an experiement. The more experiements you make, the better." ? Ralph Waldo Emerson
Define Yourself!
"Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself."
? Harvey Firestein
Albert Camus said:
"You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life."
Meaning of Life?
"Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning, and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer." ? Jospeh Campbell
Why do I want a $40 garlic press?
"Only two days exist in the year when you cannot do anything. One is called yesterday and the other is tomorrow. But today is the best day to love, grow, do, and mainly to live." - Dalai Lama
Burning the Old Year-Naomi Shihab Nye
Letters swallow themselves in seconds.Notes friends tied to the doorknob,transparent scarlet paper,sizzle like moth wings,marry the air.So much of any year is flammable,lists of vegetables, partial poems.Orange swirling flame of days,so little is a stone.Where there was something and suddenly isn't,an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.I begin again with the smallest numbers.Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,only the things I didn't docrackle after the blazing dies.