This is an essay I wrote way back in 1992. I keep it hear on A Rich Idea for those who may want to let some words of reflection trickle across their being.
The day is done and the darkness falls from the wings of night as a feather wafted downward from an eagle in flight. Yep, it’s true. Another day ended. Revelations didn’t present themselves as readily as tabloid TV showcases adulterous activities, but there are always miracles to be found, shooting stars only noticed by those curious enough to look.
Sally Jesse Rapheal’s daughter died yesterday to compound her misery which accrued from a son just getting struck by an automobile. Her life is now as tragic as many of those who appear on her show.
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