A supernatural being floated through the universe, like a goldfish in a bowl. It kept rotating, and it always had, and that was life. Eager to find a way out of too much space, the supernatural being searched for the end. An end. Any end would do. But there was no end, just that endless loop of freedom that imprissoned all and always from no beginning, no ending.
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Nice to see a new post on here at last! I like it.
Hi, thanks for visiting my Blog. Well, I keep having problems with posting a description for Writers Clog, (it disappears after a few hours, although I do safe it) so that keeps me back from posting more regular. I wrote Blogger about it so maybe they can help me out.
Thanks again, for visiting and your nice words.
Thanks Nance. I would like to make a list of links to other Blogs, like to yours, but although I do know the html to make links, I don't know how to get them on my Blog in a visable list on the right side, under the list of the titels of my posts. I suppose I am too Dutch to understand anything out here. :)
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