Svengali wears a cowboy hat

Something happens on the inside when you know you're walking on shaky ground but don't necessarily have to be. It's that lump in your throat and the heat that surfaces on your chest when you lie to yourself and proceed in a relationship that is screaming "caution". Nothing about the guy is transparent or quantifiable …

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Vexing vaccines change the classroom

I was an autistic therapist 18 years ago embarking on a career that I believed would allow me to heal families. I felt in my spirit that autism would become an epidemic but was naive of the great influence vaccines had on its propulsion. When I started working with twins who were both diagnosed with …

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Hurricane’s can’t take anything

I had a dream two nights ago where I was in the passenger seat and Daddy God was driving. We spoke to the coming hurricane together in a soft whisper, "peace be still" and declared calm over the raging waters. When I woke up I had incredible comfort knowing my Father in heaven trusts me …

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It has gone before you

I think schooling is the foundation for a future set-up, but I cannot negate that college is a multi-million dollar business that potentially erodes the infra-structure of learning. Post-poning life through experience can make the student believe he is re-inventing the wheel or make him a sudden expert on topics many have already tried and …

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Jesus had a tatt

I have heard a lot of religious jargon defining laws and making regulation of behavior simply because they feared man running rampant with sin.  Coming out of religious organization was the best thing I could have done and I knowingly did it despite the rejection I would receive from church folk.  Have I told Jesus …

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autism shouldn’t shatter dreams

I dreamt that dinosaurs left three mountains of poop in my backyard that I had to climb over.  I rested in between each pile of dung for a moment before trying to climb the next one.  After I finally got over the third mountain the dinosaurs would pace back and forth keeping me hedged in. …

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