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Vagabond Saint: Depravity
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Taste and See; Reborn Be. Monday, August 22, 2011. I keep myself with personal and social checks that waver only in times of intense emotion. Most of the time I seem good, but painted across my chest is the scarlet letter of my inner most being. I am a devil. My inner child screams, "I am good! But in this context, I know I deserve hell. All of this is dark, but it is not. Sanctus, peccator. nosce te ipsum. Renascere! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blood burns like gasoline. To Tired to Care.
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Vagabond Saint: Love to the Seeker
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Taste and See; Reborn Be. Tuesday, July 26, 2011. Love to the Seeker. You have to understand, to a seeker, religion is like walking into a crowded room with everybody shouting "come here or you will die! At the top of their lungs. Merely to maintain sanity, they must dismiss all of these claims as lunacy. For otherwise, which shouting voice is telling the truth? To whom should they go to avoid death? Labels: Blood burns like gasoline. I always love this analogy :). July 27, 2011 at 3:57 PM.
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Coalition Against Gravity: About Time
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009. This blog is about shedding assumptions, about changing. And about leaving our. Cradle. You are encouraged to let go, temporarily, of the familiar constraints of human experience. This blog is about thought experimentation. About adventures into that part of the rational mind that can let go of Gravity- for a. Forward as a sheet without gaps or as a sequence of. Our language alone is hopelessly dependant upon time. One reads a sentence. Of time. Our verbs are fundamentally. Time, ...
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Vagabond Saint: A Follower's Manifesto
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Taste and See; Reborn Be. Wednesday, December 5, 2012. The Bible is not a history book. Its not a science book. It is the living Word- the Logos of God that he has hewn out of the very lifelines of His people. In the end, the bickering, the hand-wringing, the denominations are superfluous. I am a follower of The Way, a disciple of Messiah. Whatever else is true of me, I want these to be. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blood burns like gasoline. To Tired to Care.
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Vagabond Saint: Three Earths
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Taste and See; Reborn Be. Thursday, May 5, 2011. Three Earths could fit in that storm system! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blood burns like gasoline. To Tired to Care.
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Vagabond Saint: Without God
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Taste and See; Reborn Be. Monday, August 8, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blood burns like gasoline. To Tired to Care.
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Coalition Against Gravity: The Pawn
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Wednesday, March 10, 2010. Written listening to Debussy's. Had it been by cowardice or bravery. Molly was nothing if not romantic so of course the little man had fought bravely; a mouse against a lion. His king was saved, but where was his king? Where was his world? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). More From This Author. Death to the machine; The great mechanical dragon must die. Much has been lost; much permanently; Already. Sacred things are gone. The machine has a will t. Be Still Small One.
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Vagabond Saint: Descent toward the Ritual
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Taste and See; Reborn Be. Wednesday, June 27, 2012. Descent toward the Ritual. To cheat. But it didn't remain just an intent. I got to the point where I would resist cheating even when I knew for instance that I could win without cheating but doing so would save time. It had become a ritual. It was a behavior that I developed so that I could feel good about my high scores. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blood burns like gasoline. To Tired to Care.
