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INTROSPECTION | mseyezee
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Musings of a blessed female on just about everything, as it comes…. January 3, 2014. 8220;And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never been.” Rainer Maria Rilke. Hurray, it’s a new year! Goodwill and wishes are being exchanged all over the world. Infact you and I contributed, will still contribute to the volume of goodwill and wishes being exchanged. Given this, there is a need to manage this. What did I do right? How did I get it right? There ...
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On Beauty And Hand Guns | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. On Beauty And Hand Guns. July 3, 2016. I watched sternly, eyes widened, as she did her artistic work; hands set, all tools in place, confidence like that of Michael Angelo. She commanded me “HOLD THE MIRROR WELL! I obeyed promptly like a nervous apprentice who is scared her boss could fire her at any tiny fault. I was before a professional artist. 8220;HOLD THE MIRROR WELL! 8221; I heard her say again. I tried my best to hold the mirror upright.
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Queen Oset's Blog | Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands | Page 2
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. What To Do When You’re Broke On Faith. June 12, 2016. We’ll keep on falling down unless we fall in Love. I tell him while it rains cats and dogs outside. (We’re in our room watching ‘The Hobbit’). He (the young, fly, saved Christian) responds with laughter from the core of his being. His laughter is a mixture of water-walking faith and crippling fear that shakes the bed we’re laying on to its joints. Continue reading →. June 11, 2016. June 5, 2016.
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On Beauty And Hand Guns | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. On Beauty And Hand Guns. July 3, 2016. I watched sternly, eyes widened, as she did her artistic work; hands set, all tools in place, confidence like that of Michael Angelo. She commanded me “HOLD THE MIRROR WELL! I obeyed promptly like a nervous apprentice who is scared her boss could fire her at any tiny fault. I was before a professional artist. 8220;HOLD THE MIRROR WELL! 8221; I heard her say again. I tried my best to hold the mirror upright.
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Getting Queen To Write Again | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. Getting Queen To Write Again. June 18, 2016. June 18, 2016. So I got this mail yesterday and I thought to share. You can laugh along (as I did) or side the sender 😑. Dear Queen Oset’s Blog readers,. I believe I’m not the only one who has noticed that the last time Queen Oset published anything she wrote herself was Easter Sunday (or so). I like Queen’s writing for the same reason I like. What happened to our Queen? June 19, 2016 at 6:47 pm. I jus...
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Throwback Thursdays! I’m Freshly Pissed! | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. I’m Freshly Pissed! June 30, 2016. This was wildly popular when I published it two years ago. If you didn’t see it then, it’s new to you! This blog is dedicated to myself and all the other erstwhile bloggers who have toiled long and hard writing interesting and engaging blog posts but have nary an official award to show for it. For my friends who visit me here from Facebook. Is an honor awarded to. People who aren’t as brilliant and funny as I am.
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What Love Is | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. June 25, 2016. I changed the channel with the T.V button, you laughed and didn’t move as you changed it with the remote control. It grated on my nerves. You laughed, you mocked me, I hated that and I kept changing the channel. You threatened to beat me but I thought, since it wouldn’t be the first time you’d beat me, how bad could it get? I was about to know. Who would I talk to? You become my brother again. We’re both older now and you are ...
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It Is Important That We Read Books… And The Bible Too | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. It Is Important That We Read Books… And The Bible Too. June 18, 2016. And I can hear the Heavens laughing already; Sharon wants to write about reading 😂. But I’ll do this anyway, I’ll write on the significance of reading, or learning as a whole. So, sit back and learn 😋. There is no light! But I want to talk so, I talk, and when I talk, there is silence. Sharon just said nonsense! Dear one, YOU CANNOT READ EVERYTHING! So about the Bible, for tho...
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Queen Oset | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. On Beauty And Hand Guns. July 3, 2016. I watched sternly, eyes widened, as she did her artistic work; hands set, all tools in place, confidence like that of Michael Angelo. She commanded me “HOLD THE MIRROR WELL! I obeyed promptly like a nervous apprentice who is scared her boss could fire her at any tiny fault. I was before a professional artist. Continue reading →. I’m Freshly Pissed! June 30, 2016. For my friends who visit me here from Facebook.
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What Love Is | Queen Oset's Blog
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Queen Oset's Blog. Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. June 25, 2016. I changed the channel with the T.V button, you laughed and didn’t move as you changed it with the remote control. It grated on my nerves. You laughed, you mocked me, I hated that and I kept changing the channel. You threatened to beat me but I thought, since it wouldn’t be the first time you’d beat me, how bad could it get? I was about to know. Who would I talk to? You become my brother again. We’re both older now and you are ...