Not to be unduly grim, guys, but the prognosis is death. For all of us. We can cut down the risk factors—the cigarettes, the booze, the eating too much, the riding the subway in New York City, the not getting enough exercise, the not wearing seatbelts, the not wearing sunscreen, the not pounding fruits and vegetables. You know all the stuff.
Still, there's a death waiting for each of us. I have a few friends staring at theirs right now. Please, enjoy your life. Think, create, love, cry, talk, try, indulge, work, spend, do, read, feel, laugh.
Why I can't stop smoking (even though I have): I don't believe in heaven.
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This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
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- The sister of the President of the Garden Club, a former journalist (People, Life) and now vacation rental property manager on an island once known as Claudia's Island, Claudia has honed her bedmaking skills and seldom travels without a truckload of substandard chairs.
2 comments:
All joking aside, Heaven exists. Many different "heavens". Some better than others. Read Emmet Fox. I think atheism is just another excuse to self-medicate.
I think atheism is a religion that never uses the word religion to describe it.
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