If not for LOVE, there would be no reason for me to be, it is it's hope, that is my destiny to share, but truth be told almost none of our preening and prancing, mad jesters in the court of the paper king, makes little or no sense to me. Efforts wasted in mindless, flailing, frivolity, as the gluttonous queen of sloth feasts on misery and despair grown in the garden peasants starving: no I stand corrected it is not little or no sense it makes, all it makes and is, is nonsense.

Just LOVE...
Kip Baldwin
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“Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish.” ~ Euripides