Monday, October 16, 2006, 12:37 AM
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Be it what you fill in, it doesn't make a difference. I was consistently reminded today that I must remain in Him. How blessed are we, my friends. Perhaps some depict the latter as a psychedelic son of a gun, whereas missing out on the examination of the inside. It couldn't matter much. Time flies you see, the inner feelings can't change overnight. You snooze, you lose. You sin, you're bound for a ride in hell. The analogy needs to be altered profusely. Perhaps the 88s can accept things openly, whereas some jackasses of a minor trades can go kiss my ass.