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The shaft of the hammer in my hand was soaked in sweat. How many were there? Hundreds? Thousands.He was like a shaman, like a great religious leader. Passionate. Dangerous. Wild. True.He was in a feverous reverie. His words caught us by the back of the neck. They grabbed our souls and shook them to life. We wanted it. We needed it. We would have followed this truth anywhere.“Do you know what ritual is?” He cried out over the rain-soaked crowd.“Ritual...
There’s no predicting me. I can’t even predict myself. I went to a fortune teller, a card reader, and I paid her twenty dollars and she looked at me and she gave me the money back and said, I can’t do anything with you at all – there’s no predicting you. That’s the kind of guy I am. I could wake up in the morning believing in all kinds of things, and before the days out I’m a complete sceptic about all of them. One day I’m a scientist, the next I’m I Pentecostal minister. That’s the kind of person you’re dealing with here. So be warned, y...
Completely change life. Completely change attitude to life. Completely change outlook and way of thinking. Ignore everyone who is negative don’t get drawn into any negative situations. Those people can all take a running jump this year. You have had enough. Be strong. Listen to and learn from everyone. Especially listen to Harry and appreciate that...
The Tara Bookshop sat improbably between two towering, convoluted buildings in a winding alleyway in the centre of Dublin. From the front, it looked as if it was being squeezed in on either side by its neighbors, as if, having finished the street, someone had decided to force in an extra building on either end, squashing the little bookshop into a spindly line. On the inside, however, it was a different matter. <...
A long time ago, before pug dogs and Siamese cats, before the domestication of humans by cows and geese, I mean, a really, really long time ago, just after the Earth shook under the pounding crash of dinosaur feet, the leaves of the trees were not symmetrical. You might say that is hard to believe, but then I can just show you some mouse-hole geometry and let’s see if you understand that. No, it’s tr...
Chad is just a guy in a place. https://chadeastwood.com/
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