Whispers of A Blue Moon

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Friday, December 03, 2004

Intro

As you can see, there is a dearth of creativity here. No longer do you see any writings of any form whatsover. This lack of creativity perhaps can be explained by the start of my bartending job again. It's killing all my brain cells I swear. To face customer after customer always wearing a smile on your face. How tiring can that be? You try it yourself then.

Then an idea came to me, to spin a story of a person, of a normal person perhaps. Normal to you? Maybe. Forgive me if it coincides with any live characters or whatsoever, for it's meant to be purely fiction....

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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