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		<description>Suffering: the cause without which the cause, redemption, couldn't be the cause. </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=801</link>
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		<description>God is relentless.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=800</link>
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		<description>If there's a time for everything then nothing is special.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=799</link>
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		<description>Happiness is petty. When I face the creator I want to be struck with a bolt of joy that renders me once again to the dust and clay of creation. Then I may be born again.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=798</link>
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		<description>Self-expression isn't redemptive; merely preparatory for such.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=797</link>
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		<description>Look around you! There is no greater failed redemption than self-expression.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=795</link>
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		<description>Self-expression: the bat. The last great placebo.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=796</link>
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		<description>Total abandonment is unknowable.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=794</link>
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		<description>Stop to feel to roses.  </description>
		<link>http://www.godpwns.com/wordpress/?p=793</link>
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		<title>sound and light</title>
		<description>I forgot that chord
Progression I wrote
Long ago
It sounded
Like a mirror in the wind
Gently rocking against
A world behind me

My eyes now follow
Only the rising-red
Of a half-moon above
Sea-hollow caricatures
A chord progression
With a forced melody
A poem with no rhythm

A shoe squeaks of a
Soul too close to contact
Awaken

A belittling catch of toes
Hiccuping their way ...</description>
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