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A newborn’s mind is pure and clean, why would any choose to muddy that stream?

Nonsense comes in many flavors, from benign to malign.

With longing do I look back at my youth, things seemed so different then, ready answers to both why, and when, and no thoughts, of uncouth.

By what measure, success? Money, and acclaim? You, should thing again.

The strands of other peoples thoughts, entangled in my mind, these are my most precious things, my memories.

When interest is dead, it’s time to move ahead… {later, all}

Broken threads are everywhere, conversations in a mess, someone it seems, cares too much, or doesn’t care, at all.

Words retracted are not words unsaid.

Is egg on the face good for the complexion of the soul?

If those without ethics have a smell, will the stinkers go to hell?