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Wednesday, December 07, 2005

leaving tomorrow

I will be a good creative pensive committed literary educated introspective inspired writer, and write during my trip. I may or may not publish anything directly from the journal I am bringing along, when I am back on Monday. But nonetheless, I will write on a journal I will bring, and that which is given by Clyda, hand-made by her kind creative self and a birthday gift no less.


Meanwhile, the heavens are changing as we speak. Legions of angels are hording at the town we are going on a mission to.


I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven.

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