How come I feel more love from disembodied avatars of frens than I do from some of my own flesh and blood family?
Anons feel like long lost sisters and brothers to me. In a sense more real than my actual siblings.
Up here in the One-Truth North, it's been particularly difficult to come across anyone. I now realize there individuals who were there decades ago, but there was no networking.
In response Michael Merrier to his Publication
United we stand with love and faith in our Lord Jesus Christ
