tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819053185794399303.post2322846093323807554..comments2023-10-20T07:49:22.887-04:00Comments on Fairy Cottage and Garden..... Re- Enchanted Life of a Domestic Mystic: Sisters and Brothers of SorrowLady of the Woodshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06394158858295264012noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819053185794399303.post-75958557782297757192016-02-28T19:51:35.472-05:002016-02-28T19:51:35.472-05:00I, too, cry for humanity. At least I know I am not...I, too, cry for humanity. At least I know I am not alone, not by a long shot. We suffer together, carry the weight of the world, and call out for intervention so that these people may come to fruition and liberate themselves. To be trapped here is to exist in a nightmare, where it's far too easy to feel devoid of love.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02243676517251007388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819053185794399303.post-26393616929547428532013-03-23T08:53:08.262-04:002013-03-23T08:53:08.262-04:00Hello!
Do not worry, its been over a year do you ...<br />Hello!<br /><br />Do not worry, its been over a year do you feel better?<br /><br />My friend wrote this book "with the eyes of an angel" chapter is eye opening, I think its called "the world peace diet".<br /><br />Rember the world is a reflection of ourselves, keep on the good, and find the reason for the sorrow, sing it a song. One note is not a song, but distortion a song makes.Jesse L Zesbaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06137024391331984946noreply@blogger.com