tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36792662011-04-21T16:22:51.122-05:00Anything is possible Nephrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11096446649417122833noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679266.post-1066863375025737112003-10-22T17:47:00.000-05:002003-10-22T17:56:49.306-05:00

Voice-Do you see the light? Me-I don't Voice-Just look at the end. Me-What end? Voice-The tunnel has no end? Are you sure? Me-no. Voice-Then why do say that? Me-I don't know. It just feels like it right now. Voice-Why do you think that is? Me-Because this is hell.

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On Death Recent discussion on the nature of life have led to an interesting debate on the nature of life in this form and how to go beyond it. Among those I have discussed this with the overall consensus seems to be that our physical body is a prison that encases our spirit, essense, soul, whatever term you feel most comfortable using to refer to it, until such time as we are able to break

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People wear Masks It is a fact of life, one that you are supposed to accept. What do you do when the mask has two or more sides? How do you know which side is real? Are any of them real? Sometimes I wonder. Why don't we just rip those masks off once and for all and deal with life raw and unguarded? I don't like masks... thats why I took mine off long ago. You see me? you really do.

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Back to Mayo That is where my mother is heading. 2 weeks, or possibly more for tests upon tests. To say I am a bit uneasy would be an understatement. It it however also fair to say that there is hope mingled with the unease. I am sincerely hoping that this trip will result in some finds that will help her out. A few years ago she had a life saving liver transplant up there and for me Mayo always

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Never be the same again Well it has been a long day, and I am very tired. Being the heathen that I am, I am letting my mother bring her copy of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets tommorow for the kids to watch. On EASTER! I should be flogged, I know. Easter no longer has the same meaning for me as it once did, and now good friday will forever be bad friday. So it has been a year since

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Two Sides Every coin has two sides, as does every issue. Imagine for a moment that you have chosen someone to spend your life with and that person happens to be on the opposite side of the coin. I am currently in this position and I have to say it has made my life difficult lately. I have always supported my husband in his decisions and often we agree on many things, but when it comes to this

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Just another mother I have tried to deal with what is happening right now, I have tried not to show too much emotion for the sake of my children, but when one of my 3 year olds comes up to me and just snuggles, and I am holding him and stroking his hair, my mind suddenly went to the other side of the world. Somewhere in Iraq there is a mother holding her child in fear, listening to the sounds of

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Stormy Skies This morning I woke up to a low rumble of thunder and just closed my eyes again for a moment and enjoyed the sound of the thunder rolling overhead. I get up and do the things I do everyday, make breakfast , get the hubby off to work, get the kids lesson enhancements printed while they eat, and then clean up the breakfast mess and get the kids started on their lessons and turn pbs on

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Life Music You know that music that you hear and it is like you suddenly feel good about life. Its about the world, its about living, its about loving, its about the human experience. The other day I was surfing around yahoo music and I happened on a new group that are the embodiment of life music. Weekend Players is the name of the group and there sound is classified by yahoo as electronic/

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