January 16, 2009
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There is a place we walk, when we are alone and silence surrounds us. It is a muddy place, a thorny place, a place of untapped talents and achievements long passed. The moon might hang low above you in this place, taunting you to reach for it, reach... and yet it stays, always, just beyond our reach. And the true sorrow is that if you but kneel, and feel the earth, the fog will clear and you will find your treasure. Welcome to the Uncut Stone.
3 comments:
Of course I am. How else could I be sure you knew how much I loved you?
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
It sounds like you're creating problems yourself by trying to solve this issue instead of looking at why their is a problem in the first place.
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