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RE: I Was The Patron Saint of Postcards in California: Adventure Lies on the Other Side of Fear

in #passion7 years ago

          That was fun to read, people need not fear the reaper, after all it is through reaping that we feed ourselves. Not the dead of course unless we are the dead and walking, but the wheat and the rye and the barley, so reap away. Life is meant to be fun, we have plenty of time when the reaper comes to us to have all the regrets of what might have been. So fun a way.