tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812893338225328211.post6873938107678809855..comments2022-04-01T23:45:56.350-07:00Comments on "Is It Morning Yet?": Subliminal thoughts ...Alexi Brialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09825814246563936290noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812893338225328211.post-73421041166583905612016-09-19T09:47:28.919-07:002016-09-19T09:47:28.919-07:00Life as it is. No bells. No whistles. And, no fril...Life as it is. No bells. No whistles. And, no frills. The silent struggles. The endless march of drumming thoughts. The distraction that is life winnowing nooks of the divine to almost naught. Yet survive they do. For less God there is nothing left for hope to clutch to.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07172200517929283746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812893338225328211.post-84921702989016449372016-09-19T09:47:20.121-07:002016-09-19T09:47:20.121-07:00Life as it is. No bells. No whistles. And, no fril...Life as it is. No bells. No whistles. And, no frills. The silent struggles. The endless march of drumming thoughts. The distraction that is life winnowing nooks of the divine to almost naught. Yet survive they do. For less God there is nothing left for hope to clutch to.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07172200517929283746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812893338225328211.post-75708196659898403772016-03-13T09:11:42.640-07:002016-03-13T09:11:42.640-07:00I read your words of your son and I don't know...I read your words of your son and I don't know all the circumstance but I mourn for you. Blessings.JourneyManhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01981686550354122918noreply@blogger.com