I am insane. I want to say something normal. No one is real or fake. People are like novels. We are not fictional. We write ourselves and our futures. We can do almost anything, because we can think almost anything. We imagine the end of life, the end of reality. We can begin the process of becoming what we are meant to be. And we are collaborating with a God who has three distinct personalities
And who is the source and the creator and is ultimately responsible and careful and caring about everyone and everything.
That is a thing I think about today.
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I drank a bottle of Saint Brendan, Irish cream
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