Religion is Killing God
April 22nd 2008 17:33
When I was a much younger boy, prepubescent actually, there was very little that didn’t fascinate and hold my curiosity; from bugs to frogs or from misty rains to cloud castles in the sky. Colors, smells and sounds piqued my curiosity and delighted my imagination. I drew pictures and wrote constantly, rolled in tall grasses, waded in muddy creeks and explored mysterious caves. However, my biggest delight was in seeing new people, big n tall, short n small, and every thing in betwixt and between. Sadly, I was to shy to approach strangers.
Warm weather was savored and spent fully out doors tracking animals, tasting different plants, making clay toys from the deposits by a nearby stream and firing them in campfires; to be finished later by painting them with berry or grass juices[ Click here to read more ]
Warm weather was savored and spent fully out doors tracking animals, tasting different plants, making clay toys from the deposits by a nearby stream and firing them in campfires; to be finished later by painting them with berry or grass juices
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