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burden in my hand: 10.08
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. For as many as heeded them, had fallen away. But what do you do when you know the adversary's game plan, and you don't move from your spot, but you still feel the emptiness of your position and the desire to be loved and accepted in the way that only the evil one can provide? I don't have the command of my emotional faculti...
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burden in my hand: 04.08
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. Do you like me, yes or no? Please check one and send back to me.) So when girls were friendly, I immediately mistook their attempts at friendship as a direct signal of their strong interest in me. There were a few exceptions, of course, but by and large this was the rule. I I just don't believe you! As I've matured (yes, it...
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burden in my hand: 01.09
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. Your families aren't safe." They weren't before Guantanamo Bay closed. Osama Bin Laden is still out there. Closing Gitmo was the right thing to do. You can't continue to defend who you are and what makes you great (liberty, justice, and civil rights) while running a place like Guantanamo Bay. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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burden in my hand: 05.08
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. On importance and self-respect. This time, it was a bit different. Respect. It means different things to different people in different walks of life. What did it mean to me? But I digress. Sort of. To fix this, it dawned on me, I have to begin to throw out the silly notion that others will give me that self-respect. Loo...
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burden in my hand: 12.08
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. So the comfort far from us, and especially my poor pregnant wife, what else should happen but my nose start to run? I didn't even care about my legs, I only wanted to relieve my breathing. Down for the count. Anyway. I did manage to see Twilight. So yeah. Crappy Thanksgiving. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Down for the count.
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burden in my hand: For as many as heeded them, had fallen away.
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. For as many as heeded them, had fallen away. But what do you do when you know the adversary's game plan, and you don't move from your spot, but you still feel the emptiness of your position and the desire to be loved and accepted in the way that only the evil one can provide? I don't have the command of my emotional faculti...
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burden in my hand: 06.09
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. Shame, greed, and ego. I know this is a rambling post. It sounded a lot more straightforward in my head. I had hoped that writing this would make those back-of-your-mind desires for worldly recognition dissipate, but if fixing your problems was as easy as blogging about them I'd be near perfect by now. Shame, greed, and ego.
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burden in my hand: gay marriage, prop 8, and eHarmony
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. Gay marriage, prop 8, and eHarmony. One of my favorite Book of Mormon scriptures comes from Alma 30:. 7 Now there was no law against a man’s belief; for it was strictly contrary to the commands of God that there should be a law which should bring men on to unequal grounds. Enter eHarmony. According to the LA Times. To top i...
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burden in my hand: shame, greed, and ego
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. Shame, greed, and ego. I know this is a rambling post. It sounded a lot more straightforward in my head. I had hoped that writing this would make those back-of-your-mind desires for worldly recognition dissipate, but if fixing your problems was as easy as blogging about them I'd be near perfect by now. Shame, greed, and ego.
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burden in my hand: rocket science
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Burden in my hand. Here you will find my musings, rantings, and ravings. I openly invite opposing points of view. I'd rather have more comments on why you disagree than why you agree. So the comfort far from us, and especially my poor pregnant wife, what else should happen but my nose start to run? I didn't even care about my legs, I only wanted to relieve my breathing. EW ew ew ew. ick blech gag ew. EW! So I scrolled up and looked and gasped, "NO! Outloud. I had to keep reading. Down for the count.