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Heya
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And how now goodly, Sir, doth it mean to be human, but the some total of what thou hast writ? The church would’th so teach that creation be both body and soul – the indefinable, – imperishable. Be this unto thy meaning?

In sooth there be few facts and a great multitude of opinions that lay before us and some do counterfeit as facts. I be not a child and see through a darkened glass. In that mist must I tread my path as I walk upon the great stage.

Much pain and pleasure do be encountered thereon. My life be me for good or ill. I would learn from the pain and dwell upon the pleasure as my witt doth lead me for all be my own unto me therefore.

Given the lot I have received, I pick to be merry. ‘Tis of my choosing and none other.

Thou writ'st true, methinks, I would seek upon the mountain top that which can'th be rather than wallow therein the gutter of what is.

WOW!! I am. . .wow! you are not afraid of the deep! I wanted to comment on all your thoughts right off, but found myself only commenting on the gift the rest of your posts I have to sit back and let soak in before I comment… wow!

Thank you!

Hello I was looking at your bio and it says your a writer what kinds of things do you write about? Are you working on anything at the moment?