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What Are You Really Afraid Of?

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The truth is, the only people who affect the “sanctity” of your marriage are you and your spouse. The couple next door — whatever their gender composition — doesn’t change your commitment. And, couples across the street, across town, or across the country have absolutely no control over the strength and validity of your marriage! So, what are you really afraid of? PS: Sometimes, this blog is NSFW. Proceed with caution. ;-)
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“Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are out brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visage war hath smooth’d his wrinkled front.” - King Richard III [with help from William Shakespeare] (born: 2 October 1452)

#Richard III#William Shakespeare#Shakespeare#king#winter#discontent#summer#York#clouds#bosom#ocean#victorious#monuments#dreadful#delightful#war#wrinkled#The Mad Sonneteer#Bud Koenemund
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"Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visage war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front." - King Richard III (born: 2 October 1452) [Words by William Shakespeare]

#Richard III#Richard#King#William Shakespeare#Shakespeare#history#winter#discontent#summer#sun#York#Gloucester#ocean#victorious#monuments#alarms#marches#war#The Mad Sonneteer#Bud Koenemund
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Shakespeare Sunday

"Now is the winter of our discontent/ Made glorious summer by this sun of York;/ And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house/ In the deep bosom of the ocean buried./ Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;/ Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;/ Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,/ Our dreadful marches to delightful measures./ Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front."

- William Shakespeare, Richard III

#Shakespeare Sunday#William Shakespeare#Shakespeare#Richard III#Jonjo O'Neill#winter#discontent#summer#sun#York#ocean#monuments#marces#war#The Mad Sonneteer#Bud Koenemund
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