Well written? Only by accident. Deep thoughts that will enlighten and inspire? I hope not. A candid, yet often superficial, glimpse of the churning information in my mind? Tuesday, January 17, 2012.

The Ballad Of Black Bosco. So does he then not write the novel. A Rap About A Cap.

When God saw you, it was love at sight! Skip to primary content. Can you hear the silence? Can you hear it call you? It whispers your name. The walls echo a reply. Did you hear it? Find that which is hidden. Hidden from your own eyes too. Did you find it? That is the sound of the spirits. They have come to lay claim on your soul. You are out of time. A feeling I identify with. A state I have been in lately.

From My Side Of The Fence. In times like these, what that further means is I unfortunately participate in bridal showers more often than I would like.

This staff is from far. This stuff is from far because Jem saw a typo. Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page. What can I say? God, the Father has been good to me, and as I reflect, back to the moment I made the decision, I get even more excited. The challenge is, when we remove them, we are .

Four Museums in One Day. The museum also has a train attachment called a pilot, a special attachments at the front of a train that removes any obstacles that may be on the tracks to allow the train safe passage. This particular pilot on display was the one used by Theodore Roosevelt during his tour of Kenya in 1909, and offered a seating platform from where he could hunt. The various rooms in the house have been set up to mimic.

Dozens of steps had been made. The nurses, often, looked at me. Then they were back to work. At 1130hours, the wait was over. The mother, Asio, was fine. Only she can explain the pain she had been through. It will probably never end.

Because this is where I wring my linens. Laughers, laughers, laughers every where. Kampire says all there is to say. Watching NTV news was very hard for me. The comments were disgusting, triggering, distrubing, heartbreaking. Fuck a society where a father can say such a thing. Fuck having Kibuule as youth minister.

Ibeyi; Folk music means more than a blonde hipster on an acoustic guitar. Music is the weapon of the future.

March 21, 2013 - One Response. And if you go to his joint. And show him some love, there may even be some more future posts. Also, petesmama and Pete live. Categorized in stuff and ish. June 7, 2012 - 5 Responses. Love is what you want. Tenderness is what you need. If you need some affection. Baby these are open arms. Every door you tried to open.