i write U right?

Insofar as i am able to discern. God has not censured me, save by the voice of one reader, who in retrospect, conferred not censure but objection; to my use of common slang deemed by some as offensive. Blasphemy, in my experience and opinion, is far more common by deeds than words. Slanders abound by the proclamations of lies used to advertise the current named politician for example. Add the continued abuse inherent in "In God We Trust" on currency obviously worth less than ass wipes and used at that. Second hand so to speak.

As a person who puts pen to paper, metaphorically, since I use several computers to which I've added now tablets for expedience while doing volunteer work -- there are the odd moments of down time. I hope my last extravagance is a digital recorder for use while driving the rouge thoughts that randomly flicker across my attention waiting interminably at stop signs, traffic lights and while mired knee deep in ass holes driving gigantic vanity mobiles. Here, mostly gringos from the wealthier spots in America with two cellular telephones one for each ear steering with their elbows. As part of the problem being both an ass hole and gringo I tend to lessen my impact upon the natives by not using a cellular phone at all much less while driving -- an actionable by statute law.

Regarding the writing of any thing, sexting or texting while driving has caused quite a few innocent people to be crippled or killed; at the very least disaccommodated and terrified needlessly by unconscionably rude, you got it! Ass Holes.

Returning to my thoughts regarding the writing i attempt to do without formal education. It is essentially extemporaneous, ad lib, improvised based upon themes remembered upon awakening plus a plethora of other resources. Once a binge reader I've of needs refrained, more nearly been abstemious, since for me reading sets of a bicentennial firework show of ideas difficult to process at one sitting. And when interviewing anyone remain quintessentially silent, with rare exception; to ask for clarification. e. i. "Exactly what does it mean that you claim to be Christian?" Of if you invoke the Prophet immediately I need to know which one?

At that I consciously avoid being self proclaiming in any sense of egocentrism. My ambition, or what impels me to write, is simply that when I don't; I miss it. The activity keeps me from perishing of boredom, causes me to laugh and cry, lending me joy. This makes me think of that and that makes me think of more until my mind is filled with thoughts in a dance surpassing anything I've ever seen the Rockettes do. I consider dance the highest form of prayer and dancers both genders divine.

Be drawn into a conspiracy with yourself; do not fear the pain it's worth every tear. I use toilet paper verses Kleenex, a copyrighted brand name, for the same thing slightly softer folded in a box costing considerably more.

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