
I will blog insistently then I will disappear. I am finding a pattern. I am loosing interest in technology it's cutting me off from real fire breathing reality and emotion. I am not happy with that, I am not happy like that. It's very disenchanting.
Once upon a time, on the North Shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a quaint house.With lots of woods and gardens to get lost in. On these grounds lived a small girl. And life was pleasant there and very, very simple. But, then one day, the girl grew up and went beyond the walls of the grounds and found the world.
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