I cannot wait until Spring. There is a longing in my soul for the warmth of the weather, the sound of the singing birds, and the smell of the blooming flowers. Not much longer now...........
Truth, Lies, and Icons
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As verbal beings, we live in a world of icons. We experience the world in
an iconic fashion. A major difficulty for us is that we have lost the
vocabular...
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