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Sadly, the only thing Todd’s “drug running boat” could outrun was his own sobriety.
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Mahalo! Jade Bos here.
I'm a writer/illustrator/appliance repairman for hire.
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------------------------------------ There was an old picture of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
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The endless seduction
of pictures and words.
Someone - somewhere is having a super, kick ass, fun time
why aren’t you?
You could, if only you bought, ate, and drove this fine product.
‘Seize the Day’ is a trademarked slogan.
The Power of Now is a multi-million dollar industry.
Gandhi has his own cologne and it smells like money.
All the while the best scientist’s in the world
spend every waking moment
designing better bottles for beer.
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“I hate this fucking place and I hate these stupid fucking people! I hate all of you! Ya hear me! Y’all suck!” - Jesus Christ
Most Atheists and Christians miss the entire point altogether. I’ve been a Christian an Atheist and several other flavors of belief so I can appreciate all the ways and plays of us humans trying to wrap our widdle heads around the roaring torrent of life. It aint easy. We try and make things work but it always gets fucked up by some fuckhead. And as we mature we may begin to realize, the fuckhead is us. This is where Christianity is supposed to come in.
“For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God” IE. We’re all fuck ups. Passive-obsessive-compulsive-aggressive-nut-jobs. So Christ wanders in and says “I know yer a fucking cunt… but I love you ya big ol worthless fuck.” Again I’m paraphrasing but thats the gist. To be a Christian you have to accept Christ into your heart. This does not mean you have to sign some legal document that verifies you believe God impregnated a young Jewish Virgin (God is a pedophile?) and then that girl had a son who was half man and half God and that son let himself be tortured and killed so that if you sign onto his softball team when you die you get to hang out at his Dads totally awesome cabin for like ever!!! No. Thats how you teach a 3 year old or a barbaric civilization how to shit in one place and eat in anther…
I’m just talking about accepting Christ into your heart = letting yourself be loved. Let love in. And no I’m not talking dirty hippy BS or grab ass in the backseat (though thats all groovy) I’m talking about being big enough to admit you’re wrong and you don’t know everything and you’re a fuck up and accepting an invitation to a larger situation. Larger than yourself or anyone else. The situation is Love. And it comes in a suprising myriad of forms.
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Charles Barkley & Dick Bavetta’s love knows no bounds.
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