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The tuba player in a park walking, shouting through an amplified medium of open air. You are the park, I am the tuba. Who is the author? I ask this not to pander or to interest you, but because I honestly do not know. Why are there so many questions asked these days without the realization that the answer is unobtainable. Why do we think that by putting a curved line over a period we’ll find the truth. I am tired of asking and expecting a reply? I am tired of telling others what I want to hear back “that’s what everybody wants.” If that’s what you want so much, then stop going to malls. Stop pumping fossilized plant life into your gas tank. Stop buying new clothes and cell phones and computers. Stop telling your parents you love them just because they’re the easy ones to love. If god so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, then who's our ******* father?
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May 22, 2012
May 22, 2012 at 5:11 PM UTC
Tuba Park
The tuba player in a park walking, shouting through an amplified medium of open air. You are the park, I am the tuba. Who is the author? I ask this not to pander or to interest you, but because I honestly do not know. Why are there so many questions asked these days without the realization that the answer is unobtainable. Why do we think that by putting a curved line over a period we’ll find the truth. I am tired of asking and expecting a reply? I am tired of telling others what I want to hear back “that’s what everybody wants.” If that’s what you want so much, then stop going to malls. Stop pumping fossilized plant life into your gas tank. Stop buying new clothes and cell phones and computers. Stop telling your parents you love them just because they’re the easy ones to love. If god so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, then who's our ******* father?
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sansara-justinovich
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May 22, 2012
May 22, 2012 at 5:11 PM UTC
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