I was born in Iowa, raised in Kansas, and I am not a farmer. So shut up.
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She shook her head wildly, wet tendrils of hair sticking to her stinging cheeks. Her lips twisted unhappily as she felt the sticky residue of rain left on skin. She really wished she had remembered to bring an umbrella.
There are always people who think radically. Extremely. The push the limits of whatever it is they touch upon. Imagination, decorum, logic. They reach and stretch and pull and burst the seams of the fabric that we all associate with the world.
He who we follow had compassion on all around him. Let us follow his example. From the smallest of insects to our fellow human beings, let us treat them like they are dear to us. We can love with all our selves and make sure there is nothing left over to regret. If we give [...]
I feel the wind tousle my hair, and know that my mother with scold me for the tangles later, but I can’t seem to care. The sky is all around me, the ground is receding and my stomach drops out. I am flying. Free, weightless as a bird. Not tied down by any of the [...]
Books, papers, all of them came in stacks. But what were they but stacks themselves? Words stacked on words to make sentences. Sentences stacked into paragraphs. Paragraphs into pictures and pictures into stories. We layer things, create deeper meanings. We show you the world in many tones and colors and it all starts out with [...]