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The Image Of A Person Completely Covered In Cotton Candy Made Me Laugh The Most. I'm Not Sure Why. To Me, Being Tarred And Feathered In Sugar Is Just Good Comedy.

I Think There Are Presences Out There That We Can't See Or Directly Communicate With That Have Benevolent Influence On Us. Whether They're Angels Or Something Else, I'm Not Sure.

Meditating Takes On A Different Quality When Someone Taps You On The Shoulder And Says, "dad, Why Are You Sleeping Like That?"

We Are Bound Only By The Limits Of Our Imaginations.

It Warms The Cockles Of My Heart. Words Chosen Carefully.