Just a white guy and his thoughts. This is my third blog entry, and I have leaked out all my creative juices. Creative juices all over the place and not where they belong. Anyway, I have no idea what to write about. Does it matter though? Does there have to be a point? An epiphany at the end. A purpose? I figured hell is a nice compromise. Now, if you are an idiot, you have. However, there are other people out ther.

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Guide us to the straight path. In doing so, one of them has come back strong and bushy. Another one, unfortunately, had to be replaced, and the last one we pruned today in the hopes it would provide room and growth for the other struggling, yet flowering branches. Many of the ones we removed were dry and barren, containing no leaves, flowers or buds.

Seriously mildly radical views on almost everything. Je Suis A What? First and foremost, I would like to highlight that I do not speak French.

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