It's Christmas Eve - The fourth Christmas I have spent alone - without my family and I cry. The Police were here - just moments ago - My room lit up like a christmas tree....They were banging on mu door - demanding that I open the door and turn down my music - I was listening to Fox News - Their Christmas Special and loving it - The Police came and demanded that I turn it off - that the neighbor's were complaining....The police are outside my window - I'm scared half to death....they are demanding that I open my door - but I can not - I am to afraid - I'm crouched down in the farthest corner of the back room - my head is between my knees - I am crying - Lory d help me - tjeu are going to crash into my room....They are trying to erase me....The Lord is my Witness...everyday....I shall not be moved.....
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Katie KidmanAn American, an Artist, a Mother, A Grandmother, a Sister, an Aunt, a daughter, a friend, a Humanitarian and a Woman of Integrity a.k.a. Gypsy Runner ...... Archives
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We live happily indeed, not hating those who hate us! among men and woman who hate us - we dwell free from hatred! We live happily indeed, free from ailments among the ailing! among men and woman who are ailing we dwell free from ailments! We live happily indeed, free from greed among the greedy! among men and woman who are greedy let us dwell free from greed! We live happily indeed, though we call nothing our own!
One ought to follow the wise, the intelligent, the learned, the much-enduring, the dutiful, the elect; one ought to follow such a good and wise Soul, as the moon follows the path of the stars.