Tag: personal reflection
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Bars, karaoke and drinking
Which topics would you like to be more informed about? Hilarious. Boils down to one word. Again blowing off steam by numbing the senses and making utter fools in a ridiculous fashion. Being surrounded by like minded individuals. Iron sharpens iron, drunkenness sharpens drunkards. If their minds were sober would they act the same? Do…
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Zac’s thoughts about biblical studies – 1
Exodus and the New Testment In my musings about the biblical studies I have often thought to myself why is the same story repeated over and over again and it’s often an answer because it’s told over and over again Answer is is that tradition needs to die out and that mankind needs to shut…
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The Twisted Storm
The silence that gripped the sky Once the wind picked up The roar was that of a lion When the clouds form up And trounce upon the ground The trees are torn up The birds are silent The rain and thunder Once prevalent Now missing from the seen The twist of clouds and wind Mask…
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Do you understand
Do you understand what you have done? You went and got married. There was very little thought placed into it. You dated for six weeks. You said the vows. You celebrated. You got pregnant. Had a child. A beautiful baby girl. The surrounding family was filled with joy. You both found out that the husband…
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I too tired
You know what I am going to keep typing until I am satisfied with it. No backspacing nothing. I am bored I need a new duck one thats soft and feathery. I am tired of my work. Pays the bills, surr, satisfaction and stories to tell, not so much, I need a new challenge. I…
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Rugged Hands
Do you remember your father’s hands? How gentle they would caress and massage, Though he may have been tired from work, Though he wanted to relax in his big easy chair, You would still place your head on his lap. His touch was unlike your mother’s, Her hands were soft and hard, She was with…
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Sad Fate for Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas And everything was dandyJust ask Andy All the people were upWith jobs to feed their pupsChristmas had left out the doorThe meaning was gone just like the poorWe squandered and squabbled They flibbled and gibbledThe meaning was lost to timeJust like that pantomime The fellowship was brokenThe stars were sad in Hoboken With no tales…
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I am tired
Words not spoken hurt me the most Why the F do you think I wanted to hangout last night? I am sorry I have a job with a fluid schedule that changes weekly. You know what, FUCK YOU! I am tired of being adaptable at work. I just want a job without having to have…
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The Judged
It was almost my turn. What a life I have had. I lived in the country and with my grandmother. I thought that I had forgotten that. She was a good old country lady, such a woman is hard to find these days. Yet her goodness was not enough to stop what happened. I can’t…
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Camelot
As I walk down through the dark tunnel I can see the natural light of the outside The wind stroked tunnel bears a wetness The slightly weathered rocks are slippery and smooth As I breach the outside my worn feet touch the grass I know not of how I came unto this path But it…
The In Constant Chronicles 