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12:25 Endless

The Love of Jesus is endless . Their Love for me is endless . Jesus is Love. Jesus is Life. So, must my Life be  endless ? Life's self-Love is endless. Villanelle: What All Words Mean February 2018 Can I write a villanelle about my Love (Love's name not discreet I should reveal)? That might be kind of hard.—What rhymes with Love ? Through years of scribbled valentines I strove and agonized, and now I’ve placed the stele to scrive a villanelle about my Love. Alas, my Love, and dost thou me reprove (your doughty fisherqueer with open creel) to pose this queery deep—What rhymes with Love? But diligent as Psyche's ants I'll prove and into your affections softy steal by singing a villanelle about my Love. Then we’ll give thanks unto the gods above, who in our dalliance make themselves real and help us know the words that rhyme with Love. And what an ever-tasted nectar trove, when we had lingered at this endless meal! I could write my villanelle about my Love when I realized...
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12:24 Angel

How can I manage to give my gifts? A ngel-- the T emperance card in the Tarot deck. One foot in water, one on land. Suggested by the 3 of Cups inverted or not inverted.  Are there problems with my love? Well, after all the constraints suffered by the poor bound woman on the 7 of Swords ,  I shouldn't be surprised that I can't figure out how to give it. But I do receive the gift of love from my family and friends. So, let me be quiet and look within--better be the Priestess than the Magician. I'll keep working on my gifts because I love doing it. And, sure, I'll print books and give them to people.  Soon maybe!
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12:23 Mother

O magnum mysterium, et admirabile sacramentum, ut animalia viderent Dominum natum, iacentem in praesepio! O beata virgo, cuius viscera meruerunt portare Beautiful Egret. Alleluia! O great mystery and admirable sacrament that the animals should see the Lord born, lying in a manger! O blessed virgin, whose bowels deserved to bear the Lord Christ. Alleluia!
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12:22 Declare

I declare ! I declare you wifey and wifey! said the Dr. Rev. Laura Potter. and it was so: The Demon Lizard Patriarchy was smashed! LOVE EXISTS... by Maya Angelou I'm grateful for being here, for being able to think, for being able to see, for being able to taste, For appreciating Love-- for knowing that it exists in a world so rife with vulgarity, with brutality and violence, and yet Love exists. I'm grateful to know that it exists.
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12:21 Deep

My love is deep. I'm in deep shit. Adam fell into a deep sleep. That was when God removed his rib  to create our beloved Mother Eve. Queer Walking in a garden green, earth deep beneath my feet. Is this garden wild or tame? Everyone knows who bore the blame— ‘twas our beloved Mother Eve, wandering in the Garden green. How could Master Adam refuse?—that dweeb!— just wild enough, but mostly tame as a mule, same as that later Abraham creep who stabbed a wild lamb in a green thicket. The blood ran clean, but our human destiny skipped a beat at the fatal choice of wild or tame. We need not speak the awful Name, but Yhwh was the one at fault. Let us walk this garden green! The Wilderness shall not be tame!
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12:20 Truly

 I truly don't know
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12:19 Robes

I think today's Advent word should be Robe , not Robes . Wait till I put on my robe. It'll be my blue bathrobe of terry cloth, of course. Oh yes! Oh yes! Robe of white ?  I guess that would be my body before I put on my bathrobe. If my body were really white, that is!
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