Sabbath Rest

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First Posted 08-Sep-2014 We don’t have to. We can, and some do, run 24/7/365, until we crash and burn, then go at it again. I married someone who lives this way. My son started his college life this way and collapsed because he couldn’t keep up the pace in theContinue Reading

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First Posted 08-Sep-2014 I got accused of writing pretty word salads. So . . . these word salads are a symptom of my schizophrenia? Good to know. Can you put some money on my commissary so I can get a new tinfoil hat? My old one is tuned to theContinue Reading

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First Posted 08-Sep-2014 You baby, hey baby, yo. Y’know, we could maybe be two, Waddya feel, baby? Oh Sweet! Friday, Friday, Saturday waffles & fried chicken, recovering. And some more and some years and oh baby? I wanted to ask you something. Would you be mine, forever? I never knewContinue Reading

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First Posted 24-Sep-2014 At the end of the road,Down behind the house,Go further, beyond the hay barn,Further still, past the stables,A rundown shack, something like a toolshed.By its faltering walls,The laughter of children flittersLike spring breeze blown butterflies.The air full of work songs,The name of Jesus marking the downbeat,Someone namedContinue Reading