16358, The Way That Seems Not Posted by bluetiger, Mon Mar-21-05 11:49 PM
I'm rushed To the point of blurring Lines crossed over, converged I will emerge enduring
Harder to focus Just trusting the craft Blind leading the mind's eye Off future's beaten path
Wayward straying Or so this all seems This way is my own Curves carved out in my dreams.
"You can’t live here with a holy book that is above or beyond our democracy. Your holy book will be the object of criticism" "It will be the object of interpretation, and sometimes of ridicule. And if you can't accept that, you can't live here."
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