The tapestry of my reality is woven upon the warp of God with the woof of my narrative.
In response Here KittyKitty to her Publication
That is astounding. Great domonstration.
I've seen it before, with the contents of the "hated jar" developing mold, and the "loved jar" staying fresh, but that poor rice virtually dissolved!
I kind of felt sorry for it.
Information archaeologist 🧐 Finding truth one dig at a time
In response TielleTea to his Publication
Right?!
Like people who are beaten down with words; it's destructive; whereas love is life supporting. 💖
