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thoughts on time travel

once time travel is invented there should be rules. agreed?

1. only going forward, since returning to the past could alter history. once you have arrived in the future you must “take care of” the future-you. 2 versions of yourself can’t exist. 

2. if returning to the past is ever allowed, it can’t be during your lifetime. since there cant be 2 versions of you, killing the past-you would force the current-you to cease to exist. 

any more rules?

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There’s a hill and valley where a battle once laid.
You can hear the echoes of the hymns your ancestors sang
As you wipe the soot from your face,
Because you made it through the flames.
“glory, glory, hallelujah. Our God still marches on”

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Nashville

It’s been just over 2 months.
It feels longer than that and shorter than that all at the same time.

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MMXI

They don’t know the piano notes
and the song that each one sings.
That ring out deep inside of me.

Or the images seen in montage on tv screens that feel like better things.

But… “for thine is the kingdom” …replayed in memory.

From a Summer start to a Summer end. A Southern thought and Southern friends.

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Easter

That part of you that died will live again.

That heart that became a hole will fill again.

All things will become new.

I’m a hundred times better, but i was thousands worse.

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alecburch:

Especially the last one. 

Reblogged from alecburch
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thats what she said

its not funny anymore.

and to quote tina fey, “steve carell owns ‘thats what she said.’ he owns it.” so its not yours and its over used. 

im tired of “proof reading” my sentences before i say them just to make sure no commoner can respond with that. its sad that our world is that perverted.

wheres your innocence? get it back.

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The past few years God has shown Himself in different ways. One year He was my Provider and the next, my Comforter.

Sometimes it’s hard to see Him as more than just one thing at a time. He’s everything all the time.

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Then

There was an excitement in the air and it felt like all the doors were open.
Like in the spring, with the breeze, as it moves from room to room.

There was hope and anticipation lying in my living room. On the rug beneath the ceiling fan.

Yellows & blues, brown & green. In front of the tv screen.

Waiting on wings and far-off flings with open doors and window screens.

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