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Walking on the sea,. Let me float, let me fly. Burn my wings, let me Die! Links to this post. My Ego once told Me. I have crossed the phase when every step that I took felt as if your shadow is just behind. Stalking and Embracing my Dust. Let go of my mind and ill make sure that it flies off to a state of numbness. A state where neither do I gain, nor shall I loose. Its time when either of us really let it Go.
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The anonymous postings of a retired airline captain who is in LOVE with GOD. Any Born-Again Christian pilots out there? Several hours into the flight, when we were well over a dark and rainy North Atlantic Ocean, I was making routine notes in my flight logbook. As I scribbled notes and checked our bearing, I began to feel what I could only describe as a dark and foreboding presence in the cockpit with me.