It just goes to show that it is possible for a person really to change with the help of grace.
(ohdearohdear...We. Thought. He. Was. Cool. I'm not kidding. Ugh.)
Thursday, May 24, 2007
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Adventures in Albion
Weep, weep O Walsingam, Whose dayes are nightes,
Blessings turned to blasphemies, Holy deedes to dispites.
Sinne is where our Ladye sate, Heaven turned is to helle;
Sathan sitte where our Lord did swaye,
Walsingam, oh, farewell!
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"I mean, I read books, too. But I don't go shouting on about it like Sting does."
--Bruce Dickinson.
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