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Return to Anarchy Online
Today is a milestone for me. It is not because I am starting a new game, that today is different, special. It is an occasion because I am writing. I have had the desire to write since I was a … Continue reading
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Metal or Wood
Today we chased down 1/16th of an inch. We were hanging one of four sheets, each roughly five feet by fourteen feet, 11 gauge stainless steel. Ceiling panels. The tolerances are tight — 10,000ths of an inch. Two beard hairs. … Continue reading
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Got it!
Thank you, Father! Its crazy. Three weeks of looking that amounted to wowing each lead welder I tested for, but failing to budge any of the hiring managers whatsoever, and I send out one resume in a flurry of three … Continue reading
Dawn
Photo by Craig Boynton of MA The Dawn is hours away. It was a sleepless night, but restful. We fall asleep to First John, and wake to Revelations. Revelations was never so peaceful. We were candlesticks, upon waking. It is … Continue reading
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Tagged Christianity, Craig Boynton, Faith, Messianic, Timberbee, Welding
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Craig’s Morning Forest
I asked Craig for some photos for this blog, he is more a brother than a friend, and he provided. Gorgeous photos. Thanks Craig!
Learning
There is much to learn with this, this setting up of blogs. I have hesitated for so long because of the simple mechanics of how to bring forth what was in my head and make it look that way on … Continue reading
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Black Coffee
Black Coffee A single shot rings out “From where?” Squeals a feeding pig It totters On Unsteady feet Shakes its bloody head in wonder And again Resumes The filling of its belly The first shot struck false And the next … Continue reading
Timberbee’s Poetry Page
The Poems Soft By Tim Berube Who are These beings Who sprang From New tilled Earth What air Has filled Newborn lungs But Soft spring breezes Which speak only Of Joy and Rebirth What but golden Light Has fallen On … Continue reading