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So... i began this blog because I have a love for the pleasure and the thought of words... those that inspire and those that spark thought... thinking is my game... watching... and awareness... sight... and contemplation... thoughts that invoke a spirit of healing or reflection... that moment when one steps aside to see the view... it is the power of word that will cause action to bring change... cause the shift of perspective... and quite possibly the shift from evil that moves the word to damage or abuse... belittle and degrade... confuse and destroy... it is power of word that either raises up hope... can lift the spirit... encourage the heart... brings affirmation... we choose words according to situation and circumstance... how are you using yours... how are your words perceived... and are they of worth...

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