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dear folks,
i got a new blog for nepal updates. i doubt i will ever return to Xanga... it's been fun though.
http://wendycornelius.blogspot.com
peace
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| "But woe to you who are rich,
for you have already received your comfort.
Woe to you who are well fed now,
for you will go hungry.
Woe to you who laugh now,
for you will mourn and weep.
Woe to you when all men speak well of you,
for that is how their fathers treated the false prophets."
Does this make anyone else uneasy?
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| O glass, dear brother, parents both in you
Image of God and face of flesh collide
The two melded to one to make the new,
But split is this man by the glass divide.
And night by night the question he’s to face:
Was his face true, or was the image he?
If solved, fallacious man be in his place,
He’s covetous of him that others see.
Yet night when favor finds the others trust;
By conscience knows the good in self is real
Departs, heart full of not but peace to feel
But glass shall break and one man turn to dust!
Which then shall cease, the phony or the grand?
On which ground eternally did he stand?
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| I realized today that with my name I can never innocently give someone a thimble, and if I ever do there is a good possibility of a slightly embarassing misunderstanding. That is all. | | |
| Here, my friends, is a great man. He is noble, and true, and steadfast in his convictions, even when they are wrong. He shows great loyalty to his father, and is willing to take on risky wagers in order to uphold his father’s honor. He has more zeal than many a zealot, stature like an athlete, passion like a pigeon chasing a breadcrumb!
Jack, blood brother, dear friend…
It was good to see you again!
I lose. You win. The end.
…what a stud!
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