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A Story by Exploded Pen in my Hand

How many tears can a eye cry ? as many as there are drops of rain in a strom cloud . How much pain can a heart feel? as much as there are grains of sand on a beach. Well I have cried two hurricanes and my heart has shifted two may be three beaches. O' humanity I am writing you my second epistle. O'humanity there is not a particles in the universe that does not have use all have a purpose some know some unknown some to complicated to even comprehen . Just because we don't under^stand or over^stand a matter does not mean we should transform into the mindset of a barbarian nor should we act in fear like the ostrich. O' humanity just because we may not see the perspective of a fellow human being at the moment does not justify a quick condemning or stoning we have to look at the entire chain links and see why and how each individual link formed ...we just can't base our "judgment" "decision" and life course on one link... that's just ludicrous .

© 2014 Exploded Pen in my Hand


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Added on April 22, 2014
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Exploded Pen in my Hand
Exploded Pen in my Hand

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Kateb Shunnar 1978. All kinds of things were happening: the Camp David Peace Treaty, the great blizzard in Boston, the Jim Jones cult mass-suicide in Guyana. Kids played the Space Invaders video ga.. more..

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