Comments on: At Church This Morning http://www.quixoticjedi.com/2009/02/01/at-church-this-morning/ Tilting at windmills - with a light sabre. Thu, 17 Nov 2011 17:21:06 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Scott http://www.quixoticjedi.com/2009/02/01/at-church-this-morning/comment-page-1/#comment-66 Scott Tue, 03 Feb 2009 15:44:50 +0000 http://www.quixoticjedi.com/?p=352#comment-66 Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean. John Muir Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.

John Muir

]]> By: BRIAN http://www.quixoticjedi.com/2009/02/01/at-church-this-morning/comment-page-1/#comment-60 BRIAN Mon, 02 Feb 2009 18:40:33 +0000 http://www.quixoticjedi.com/?p=352#comment-60 All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen One prayer - tell God forgive for one sin Matter fact maybe more than one, look back at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots from twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17 Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you -NAS All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer – tell God forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them
Jesus died at age 33, there’s thirty-three shots
from twin glocks there’s sixteen apiece, that’s thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you

-NAS

]]> By: Scott http://www.quixoticjedi.com/2009/02/01/at-church-this-morning/comment-page-1/#comment-59 Scott Mon, 02 Feb 2009 17:04:29 +0000 http://www.quixoticjedi.com/?p=352#comment-59 Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Dylan Thomas Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Dylan Thomas

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