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The Truth – About The Truth

March 29, 2013

Just this morning…

I was sitting at my desk thinking to myself: ‘Am I really writing what I want to write??’ And strangely, weirdly – despite ALL I have done recently to be authentic, true and real –

My answer was – NO!!!

Holy fuck.

I wanted to say ‘Holy Crap’…

But I actually only wanted to say this because I was worried you might not like the word fuck.

That’s all I need to say.

For today.


Matt Chase,

There’s a change a comin’ – Brace yourselves.

  1. Love the honesty here. Takes a lot of awareness to catch oneself twice in quick succession like this.

  2. Well to REALLY be truthful… you have to know that it is not an absolute statement. See… angels don’t have sexual organs so you see there is no such thing. Same goes for Holy Hell, Holy Shit(crap) (angels don’t take dumps), Holy Mackerel (there aren’t any fish in the river of the great divide)… : ) Now Holy Smokes… we(they?) might have tobacco in Heaven.

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