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love life inspirational humor philosophy god inspirational truth wisdom romance poetry death happiness hope faith writing inspiration religion success relationships life-lessons motivational time knowledge love spirituality science books educationLaForche's never-was has-never been emaciated spirit was now as it had always been, holeβ up by vapidity and things intangible. Yet it looked so common and ordinary, blenting into the masses using the trogs as a mask to hide itself (later Christina recalled Thomas saying that the sleuth Man said there was nothing unnatural like the common, and the detective was right. βThe Forkβ was a four-star pronged pointless entity, a spirit without form or life, except now it was evident, his external body displaying to all the leftovers of his empty writhing, splastic visage. Short of sheet and simply put, the girl had out-foiled himβ. With the wolves of humiliation tearing the meat right off of his soul, he continued in his loner power mongering ways. Once formidable, they now reeked of rancid mal-diminishment. This is all he had leftβand knew it, an armload of empty conquests, but the prize, the one he had desired and wanted so much, had eluded his hounding dogmatic futile, empty and sterile grasp. The power of powerlessness tonned his shoulders, gashing him and his god of pride apart. He shot a quick glarance toward the wall phone thinking of βThe Bix,β Kertaβs # 1 Ace problem solving βmechanic.β --OnFelipe LaForche , Villain The lady and the Samurai