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I tried putting this journal in twice using my handheld. Perhaps, my Plam won't allow me to. Finally, I borrowed my sister's computer.

If I ever decide to take my Palm Pilot on holiday, again; someone remind me how the idiot writing pad made my hand cramp, and to get the keyboard adaptor. Not in the mood to write. Veging. However, I have two new ideas.
1)"Skin Rash" An Iambic meteric. Our allergies protect our skin from bad things. What is our soul/spirit allergic to? How does our rash show in our lives?
2)No working title. In meteric limbo.(I have nothing personnal against free form prose, I just try to avoid it.) In life, people see mankind striving for "the light", yet stumble and fall along it's way. They see themselves trapped in a cycle of struggling and failing. But they are seeing it in reverse. The true human cycle is falling, picking yourself up, and then striving on, in spite of it.

Hand so crumping! Must cut it off with chainsaw in shed. "Who's laughing, now?! Hahaha!"