VII - A Just Inequality ... where I tell my HR Professor why women should be barred from going into the Artic on wooden ships (surrounded by other ramblings)
FYI, I wish I could come up with titles summing all the content of each entry, but I can't stand linebreaks on center-margined text.
https://thelesserword.neocities.org/Diary-Common-Man/Diary%20of%20a%20Common%20Man
Losing my marbles trying to figure out how to convert Word to HTML. I'll sleep and figure it out later.
This aside, thumbnail link's more readable. The missing formatting on some of the paragraphs just bothers me. Oh well, maybe I could use PDF.
Interesting idea on the speech-to-text thing. Personally, I can be quite articulate in written text and in my thoughts, but somewhere between my thoughts and my tongue things get jumbled. I have a difficult time articulating or expressing myself verbally. But the idea that a well-written book could be not just read well, but verbally told well, is interesting.
My grandfather was in the Knights of Columbus, somehow all of his awards and medals ended up with me after he passed away.
@elilenti, My condolences. I'll pray three Ave Maria's for his soul. Also for you as well, times being tough as they are.
I live, and Trump's President. Also, turns out that story about Washington seeing Mary was Civil War Propaganda. For my heart's sake, I won't dig into the implications. I just think any Catholic leader would be preferable whatever the form.
Now, life update: Yea, I wasn't expecting him to win. College's almost done. I've watched too many videos from this channel: https://www.youtube.com/@spiritualwarfareseries
I'm in a strange place. My only joy's in God. I might become a salesman. There's no prestige, but I'll be selling for a company whose founder is a Saint (Blessed Father Micheal McGivney). God's weird sometimes. I've lived my life eating with lonely kids behind lockers and now I might be thrown into a role where I get to meet as many people I want?
@didntask Yea, I don't know enough about Vance to comment. Trump though? If he converts that'd be something. This aside, I'll quit blogposting now. God bless.
I didn't really understand what you meant by the devil's peace until I started writing my entry for today. Maglinant forces, my mental illness, tempt me into their world promising joy and comfort. And once I give in I'm hurt, and they encourage me to continue hurting myself and I suppose "sin". At least that's how I interpret this poem.
VIII - A Woman's Mid-Life Horses ... https://thelesserword.neocities.org/Diary-Common-Man/Common-Man#Toc-VIII