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Holy Thursday 2022!
Salvation is for everyone.
Why is it in wartime bragboasters go on about 'kills' as if it's a good thing ever? I mean you hear them say it. What do I say ' Not now, it's time to meditate on those who recently have passed-on from this life and express my sadness at her being gone . . . That is the reality of today. Wake? Funeral? Relatives who I never see much? I'm not sure. It's that part of life where contact wanes. But is it like a sudden storm at sea? If so I'd want to calm that storem
I got an email from someone that included the copy of the original one from ten years ago that I sent him, his first response to it. I'm thinking 'well, is this a joke? rubbing my face in the indifference of my attempt to contact him ten years ago when I would have maybe wanted to get a respoonse? So I've learned that it's a jaded medium. I was doing the anonymous blog poem pages almost 20 years ago by now, and had a self hosted poetry blog that exists and was mostly on line, but these pages have been, and the rotating stuff at the top is from maybe 10 years ago? It wouldh ave mattered then? Probably not either.
The punch line: my thought about it was , and this is a sad slap in the face kind of response (in very very very 10 year long slow motion?) I don't want to seem (This is the jokey part, not really what I feel) to be over eaager and jump the gun on giving him a call back (because I don't want to seem like a pathetic person begging to be friends with him, I'll wait as long as he did to respond
But then would it be some ghost sent by Dickens, or maybe even Charles Dickens ghost himself! come to me while I'm visiting Pisa some story Christmas Eve and Dante strolling a ridge line with Virgil into the later hours of Eastertime just passing through
April 13, 2022 11:22PM EST
yes, I know the headline says Thursday, but that is in 38 minutes so . . . this headline is for tomorrow. And given how little I do on this site anymore maybe for the next few months.
Somehow doing a calendar is soothing. Sundials are nice, or a tiled floor with the four seasons and the zodiac as imagined as a mossaic from the third or forth century . . .
Today it's rain which reports say will turn to sleet, and perhaps freezing rain,
Feb 4, 2022 10:09PM EST
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord
for his unfailing love!
Jambience
Praise the Lord!
unclog your ears what is done is done unclog your ears
outside of time where none of this is even real he pauses for a while but since there is no time no one ever knew how long it was.
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Lord Lord Lord!
for because
Easter He's so awesome!
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see it all in the real world.
How about those truckers!
This by-line, "Truck-u-later", has been here for years and years and years. How long will the truckers demand an end to the over reaching hand of puppet governance?
The mad seasons of clown town 'new normal's' usually end with people getting into the rhythm of not dealing with the overreach, and it all collapsing because of the fear of the elected officials that they will loose the elections. If that doesn't happen other methods are used. All of this is well known. It's been the same for generations and generations. Some clan of naughty nasities, the head-moiety in control, getzz too much power and authtttooritae and thus 'tries shit'. And stuff happens to mitigate that. It's all well known.
Feb 4, 2022 Tell us how you really feel
a running headline:
sometimes you just need to remove kruft.
Politics never ends but sometimes it's better to remain mute. Mostly when there is nothing needing or wanting to be said.
but that is no one, that has not hapened to anyone you made it up. thankfully true.
We move along. We keep doing for ourselves. We survive. We don't let the world define who and what we are, or how we feel, or what any of this really means.
And if they have bad humor, and will not forgive they will hate you then.
but at least in that story they leave you alone after all of that
They dont' always leave you alone. It seems they still sometimes want to connect to try to draw that cray cray narrative out one more time. And you have to explain that, no, sorry, this is a bit. You caught me while I was writing a character, that's not me. I am using tht as a dialog in a paly that I'm having my character write inside of his narrative, he's writing his own play about a guy writing a play.
It's like he feeds on it, I get bothered that he lets me go on with it.
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Praise Praise Praise
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Lord Lord Lord
for his for his for his
unfailing unfailing unfailing
love! love! love!
well, little else now.
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