Chase-Sutter
Here I was driving along, minding my own business and what happens but I hit road construction, not the frilly little stuff where you have to dodge a few cones, but rather the kind where there is a hole where the road was...... anger.
Church has different meanings for different people: some call it oppressive, misguided, and irrelevant. Others call it a helpful, well meaning, and philanthropic. I call it a family. A group of like minded people pursuing the truth together.
Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, strength and mind. This is the first and greatest commandment, and the second is like it: love your neighbor as yourself.
"That's interesting," means more to science than "Eureka!" ever will.
Security is a blanket that surrounds us, an invisible field. It entangles, and enthralls. We, it's slaves, relax in tranquility as the world passes us by.
Support is possibly the hardest role to play: be it in video games, or a relationship, or as a part of a bridge. It is much more simple to just look to a final result and press on towards the goal, than to look to another and try to find the best way to help them reach a goal. The problem is that you rarely seek the goal along the same path.
The man slowly picked himself up from the mud, tired and bedraggled. He heaved a great sigh and continued trudging on, only to have the strap of his pack break with his first step. It landed in the selfsame pit of mire whose contents sullied his face with heartbreaking "splunch."
He was a young one. With barely the hints of spikes peeking through his hair. But by the regal way he walked through the forrest he seemed to think himself a prince.
The wind bites into my face. It's teeth are ever sharper. The light is fading and it will only grow worse. What can I do? I am lost, I have no way to warm myself. How did I get here to begin with?
The radio was on and the moon was shining like a disco ball. I don't know what got into me, but I grabbed her hand and started to dance the perfect night away.
The snow left beautiful prints, wonderful prints. Who wouldn't wish it were always snowy. It makes life so much easier... at least for me. Sure hunger comes more often and it is cold, but even blind I could find my quarry.
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