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The Wolfpac.

Whenever the devil harasses you, seek the company of men or drink more, or joke and talk nonsense, or do some other merry thing. Sometimes we must drink more, sport, recreate ourselves, and even sin a little to spite the devil, so that we leave him no place for troubling our consciences with trifles. We are conquered if we try too conscientiously not to sin at all. So when the devil says to you: do not drink, answer him: I will drink, and right freely, just because you tell me not to.

They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches. In either a man can be quiet and think.

A week removed from a very interesting experince where i got two meet two of my childhood wrestling hero's with one of my longest and best freinds....I just can't belive that this world wind tour of the part of central ontario in which i live is done... and that he is already gone how.. I keep looking over my shoulder expecting him to be there... and he isn't.. it leaves me empty inside... for the last few weeks i have had nothing but happiness in my life instead of the usual turmoil and bullshit i usually do.. it's going to take a while for me to be able to face the fact that's what i'm going back to, but after him being here and some other things. it's time to get back to normal and persure both old goals and new ones... it's time to figure out the next steps in my life and hopefully find a place where can be just as hapy as I have been, I miss him terribly tho..I cannot wait and am already making plans for next time.. the one thing in this world, esp. in my world that you can always trust is having the loyalty of a good freind on your side... No Matter where he is.. whether beside me or a million miles away, I know he's got my back and I have his and that's not something that will ever change.

Current Mood: Normality Restored, Miserable.

Across the troubled maelstrom of time, people always need a beer.

There is much to do in my kingdom. Much to restore. Much to create, but that can wait. I have found the solace I sought, though not in the way I imagined. From dreams I conjure a handful of yellow handful grain...I throw the grain into the air, and I hear it. The sound of wings.

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