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	<title>Comments on: Journals, past present future</title>
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		<title>By: Barbara</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 19:32:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Turtleheart, I too have trouble getting the words out fast enough sometimes. (Though one wouldn&#039;t know it considering how wordy I can be.) At times I have these terrific streaming flows of thoughts that I want to capture -- at the very times I have nothing to write on and no time to do so. When I sit down to grasp hold of them they&#039;ve gone. I wonder if our thoughts and words continue on out there somewhere in the universe forever. I wish that for some of my thoughts and fear it with others.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Turtleheart, I too have trouble getting the words out fast enough sometimes. (Though one wouldn&#8217;t know it considering how wordy I can be.) At times I have these terrific streaming flows of thoughts that I want to capture &#8212; at the very times I have nothing to write on and no time to do so. When I sit down to grasp hold of them they&#8217;ve gone. I wonder if our thoughts and words continue on out there somewhere in the universe forever. I wish that for some of my thoughts and fear it with others.</p>
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		<title>By: Turtleheart</title>
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		<dc:creator>Turtleheart</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 06:21:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I agree with you, hand writing seems to connect me with my inner self. I much prefer to hand write, but sometimes when I have a lot to say, it feels like I can&#039;t get the words out fast enough. 

I wrote lots of lovelorn, angst-ridden poetry as a teen; if ever I write poetry nowadays, its about nature or the Goddess. :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I agree with you, hand writing seems to connect me with my inner self. I much prefer to hand write, but sometimes when I have a lot to say, it feels like I can&#8217;t get the words out fast enough. </p>
<p>I wrote lots of lovelorn, angst-ridden poetry as a teen; if ever I write poetry nowadays, its about nature or the Goddess. <img src='http://spiritblooms.gaiastream.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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