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Talking to my self…

The New American Digest Posted on November 2, 2026 by JeanOctober 25, 2026

originally posted by Jean Oct 5, 2026

as I was
putting
the words on paper
they didn't feel like
my words.
Something or someone
was dictating in my head
what they
wanted said.
I complied without questioning
at the time.
The voice said,
"stop being sorry
for every breath
you take.
be who you are.
no shame.
no regret.
shine from inside
and believe
you are good.
live right for you."

After much
consideration and
contemplation,
I believe I will. 

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Gerard Van der Leun
12/26/45 - 1/27/23

“This is the day which the Lord hath made, let us rejoice and be glad in it”
Psalm 118:24


Gerard's Last Post
(posthumous): Feb 4, 2023
"So Long. See You All a Little Further Down the Road"

When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
Or tropical rain?
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue?
Or run into a savior true?
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night, straight to the light
Holding the love I’ve known in my life
And no hard feelings

Avett Brothers - No Hard Feelings

The following was posted along with the announcement of Gerard's passing.
Leonard Cohen - Going Home

For a 2005 interview with Gerard


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    Thank you, JD.

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    Thank you for the kind words, WWW.  As far as I'm concerned "Mere Christianity" is the best basic apologetic regarding the…

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    Indeed. That is the part of the encounter that has most impressed itself upon me.

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    A few years after this encounter, I acquired an Ovation 6 string. I always played it with a shoulder strap, probably…

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Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
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Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
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And my hands can't feel to grip
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Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'

I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it


Men who saw night coming down about them could somehow act as if they stood at the edge of dawn.


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