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  Speaking of I, God, Death... and other irrelevancies

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Life is too important to be taken seriously.

~Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde

I collected as much God, death and related matters, as I could find in my writes. Probably I missed some. Probably I should remove some. Probably... strike that... certainly it does not matter. Nothing original, just giving in to a “collectors impulse”. Anyone want their money back? Just tell me. Of course, you should have had bought it first, which probably never happened.

PS. I will add more, as they happen. What’s that? No more? Ha-ha, as if it’s up to you. (Here I raise my eyes piously upwards). It’s up to You.

    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Blabbering away
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  and when
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Oxen
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The joy of nonsense & son
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  One, two
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Dude and I
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  the 8th
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  QED
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  And when I'm gone
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Circle
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Strange Seasons
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  When 45 was king
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  or so I believe
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Lethe-al ponderings
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Gates
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Dying Leaves
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Artist
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Birth
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  When I get old?
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Coronation
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Math, various
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Apropos Big C
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Nipple of Life
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Lion
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Check
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Telos and Meros
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Religion
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Dead Words
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Age of Ugly
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Idiot
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Hey, death
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  neurons
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  About old and things
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Percentages
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Play
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Tired
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Life
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Once, three
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  traitor
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  My right to piss
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Death
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Last Straight Stretch
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Dead Words
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Morbid Math
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Funeralizing
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Child
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Letter To death
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Visit
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Listen. Please.
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Wishful Thinking
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Miracles
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Inevitably
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Monster
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  War
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Hell
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Luck, probably
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  And when the   died
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Prayer
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Race
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Merchants
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Happy New Year!
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Honesty
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Musings
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Halls of Death
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  All she wanted was a small dog
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Care
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The Butterfly Effect
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Cucumber
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  That horrible adjective
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The small pleasures of life
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Guests
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  One possible end
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Zombie
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Hero
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Once
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  At a certain age
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Finally, I accepted it
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Answerless Manifestations
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  Parts
    dot    ©anonymouschaos  The indecency of it all



    anonymouschaos is a pseudonym for yossi faybish blank