Shush, Do As You Are Told. If you accept restrictions on free speech for any reason, it means you didn’t have an education, you had an indoctrination.
Oh Women, there is a nexus point, between now and then. A place where you could point out the attractiveness of the other sex, well before dealing with this PC bullshit.
I live in hell. There is no rain. It sure would be nice, to gather a Handful of Rain. There are more facets to this statement, but it’s dry as F here.
And I need all the love that I can’t get to. I just want MORE, I repeated to the RevCD, I just want MORE. More…
Mystify My Love, My Love. Damn, that’s redundant. But it’s an important lesson. How I love the lyrics from Paradise Lost.
Sho Rai is my Bret “The Hitman” Hart, “The Best There Is, The Best There Was, The Best There Ever Will Be“. I will forever love you, miss you, and hold you in regard then none others can ever achieve.
Communication is the act of conveying meanings from one entity or group to another through the use of mutually understood signs, symbols, and semiotic rules. The Suffocating Silence is what relationships bring.
This is another tribute to the year 2020. Ok, that’s true and yet deceiving. To HELL With YOU and everything else, that’s about right. FTW, and FT2. No math needed.
My New Years Resolution is to use less Redemption and to really use the eff out of another amazing band that I’ve noted in the past, Paradise Lost. It’s Erased.
This is a short note, I survived 12/31 and all of its ramifications. Now, on to #3 on Monday, 1/4/21. Ugg
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