He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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I bared my soul once.
Someone spanked it.
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Everything is alive. Even the stones breathe, albeit at a rate undetectable by current standards of measurement.
Look beyond the microscope.
Look beyond the telescope.
Beyond the elementary realm of the atomic accelerator and mass spectrometer.
Scientists’ agoraphobia prohibits them from leaving the laboratory where they overlook the influence of eternity because they cannot duplicate it.
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I wanted to knit an afghan, but we bombed the source and now supplies are hard to get.
Maybe I should get some china before that’s becomes hard to get too.
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