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What If She Stepped On A Needle And It Went Right Into Her Foot And Roberta Would Not Feel It And The Needle Would Rise And Rise And Rise Through The Veins Leading Up To The Heart And Then The Needle Would Stab Her In The Heart And Roberta Would Die And It Would Be Very Painful This According To Nurse Mother A Medical Expert On Freaky Ways To Croak... The Mother Shouted That She Knew Several People Who Died From The Rising Stab Of The Unfelt Needle Or Rsun She Has Seen Cases Of It Many Times And Not One Person Has Survived It.

What Is An Idea Made Of? Of Future, Past And Also Meanwhile.

The Groove Is So Mysterious. We're Born With It And We Lose It And The World Seems To Split Apart Before Our Eyes Into Stupid And Cool. When We Get It Back, The World Unifies Around Us, And Both Stupid And Cool Fall Away. I Am Grateful To Those Who Are Keepers Of The Groove. The Babies And The Grandmas Who Hang On To It And Help Us Remember When We Forget That Any Kind Of Dancing Is Better Than No Dancing At All.

The Point Of The Daily Diary Exercise Is Not To Record What You Already Know About What Happened To You In The Last 24 Hours. Instead, It’s An Invitation To The Back Of Your Mind To Come Forward And Reveal To You The Perishable Images About The Day You Didn’t Notice You Noticed At All.

You Have To Be Willing To Spend Time Making Things For No Known Reason.