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Category: Contemplation
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What I do feeds me. HeartBodyMindSoul. Nourished. No siren goes broke.
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Things That Inspire: Obsession isn't one of them. Mindless attachment to objects and places sure doesn't warrant admiration. Imitation drains the spirit but people feel flattered by it just the same. No, can't say a facsimile thrills me. Neither does blind devotion to a specific outcome. I deduct points for every sign that goes unnoticed.…
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Warren Peese gave me some really good advice recently. He said (in no particular order): 1. Get your ass out of the past.2. When blurring lines, be sure to keep the work creative and wholly your own, and;3. If you see dancing ducks, flying rabbits, or high-fiving voles in the chaotic data onslaught we're all…
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afraid of what waitssheets hide less happy tidingsa head too heavy no blanket statementswarmth is a game of degreesjust right is hearsay thrive in bitter nightdreams are kept better on icetime does not play nice A secret-filled heartbetrays the well-kept façadesleep does not bring peace
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I've left a deposit in the snow bank. Something for you to draw against when all the things scream to be made. Please don't think what I've buried is your private stash of Taschengeld. If you're hungry I know how to boil water. If there are holes in your stockings, I happen to dabble in…
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everyone copies everyone elsecan't remember the lines that popped into my head just now but i'm sure you heard them loud enough to call them your ownsave your breathhold out your handsomeone is bound to click on the linkjump down the hole straight into the vaultget into the Subterfuge Groove(No Secret: the road is where…
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There is a reluctance to begin again. A new venture doesn't necessarily equate 'an adventure,' but know that change charges onward with or without our consent. I stand in front of frosted panes and weigh how heavily the rain will fall. The crosshatch from a shredded screen lends perspective to the rolling white infiniteness of possibility.…
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Grab a square of dead woodUse a lot of glue to get a clue to emergeLook carefullyThere's at least one clear idea hidden among theShards left behind by idle thoughts and half-formed wishesIf you find it write it downPin no hope to a rough edgeOne clear idea takes a long time to find its legsAnd…
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it's all about the work: the word, the note, the emotion, the shade. capture and catalogue. catch and release. the river carries away memory while the sea retains every pain and mistake. it's hard to recall that which never happened at all but an impression was made just the same. such is the beauty of…
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what do you need a map for when you just disregard the signs the universe places at your feet? giving in isn't the same as giving up. to give is the secret. don't expect any sexy catchphrases. just let the vibration lead you rather than lull you back to sleep. see why dreams are so…
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