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What I Felt For You Was A Combination Of Respect And Affection. There Was A Closeness I Felt Through Intimate Interaction. The Affection Part Is All Over With. All That Remains Is The Respect. If I Put My Arms Around You And Told You That I Missed You, I Would Be Lying. You're Alright With Me And I Wish You Well. But You're Not Me And That Makes You One Of Them And You Can Only Get So Close.

We Should Treat Each Other Better. Why In The Hell Would You Still Have Racism? This Ancient, Moronic Hatred? Why Does Our Foreign Policy Have To Always Involve So Much Death And So Much Death Of Innocent People As A Matter Of Course, To The Point To Where No One Bothers To Say Anything. I Guess A Lot Of People Don't Want To Move Forward. It's Frustrating At Times.

The Lowest Stress Environment Is The Radio Show. I Am Not On Camera And I Can Let The Music Do The Talking. The Rest Is More Highly Pressurized Or In The Case Of Writing, Time Intensive Task. I Say Yes To All Of It And Like All Of It But The Radio Show, By Nature Of What It Is, Is The Least Hassle.

After Having Read A Lot Of Fiction, Literature, Whatever You Want To Call It, From Wolfe To Houellebecq, I Think You Have To Have An Understanding And Insight Of The Human Condition That Is Informed And Motivated By A Desire To Immerse Yourself In The Human World And Bring These Stories To Bear.

Unsurprisingly, Nelson Mandela Had And Still Has Many Detractors.