There, I said it.
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happy Sunday
a gracious dawning
and hopes this hello
finds you well
Sketches
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“Well. there’s pride and then there’s potential, Perfect Pete.”
“Well, there’s pride and then there’s potential” – Perfect Pete
Who knows what was meant back when the meaning was first meaned, and how much of it might matter now?
As apparently fond as I am with the nonlinear doing of things, I must concede this is no good way to write a book, or much of anything else- scattered like leaves within leaves, in an order unknown, and with attributions [most often in omission][most oftenly omitted].
Again may I ask, whose words are these?
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And meanwhile, [Bold Pedarkin the Brave] or was it [Brave Pedarken the Bold], Apprentice Improbablist ventures further into the depths of some Grand Dungeon of Yore (where the dungeons are the Grandest, I’m told), seeking fearsome and forceful foes to put in their places plainly, as only true heroes can.
What [McGuffin][MacGuffin] has lured him there? Who will write his story, and all of those of every other one?
Weeks of Days of Pages
If every day is a page, what have I been reading and writing? And who gave me this book anyway?
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this is open source, for all it’s worth
I Need Some More Morning
Not every day will a person have that much to say –
interesting, or otherwise
