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Category: Magic
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Miracles are made out of tedium. Simple. You're welcome. One finds beauty in the verdant glade, summer's serenade, in secrets best kept locked away. Who knows one's heart better than…? Light shines in the skipped beat we never even missed. Joy is a spreadable substance. Try it. Repeat.
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I asked for help and was handed a dandelion. I was just getting the hang of being a bird, now the universe wants me to be a weed. Tenacious. In your face. Plucky, some may say. In the presence of adversity it's best to hold one's own and look for the lesson in the mess.…
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The pool must be pretty on the surface. We would never come near it if we knew what it held. What hides beneath tranquility are all the dark thoughts and nightmares that seek to keep us firmly in our place. Frozen in fear. Shrunken with inactivity. A soothing reflection deceives. It is only fiction if…
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There was the acid reflux and allergic reaction to casein. A cartilage-deficient left knee and pinched muscles in the small of her back. Karen Rainey was a wreck. But a sacrifice had to be made. Bills don't much care if one's body has turned against her. Karen had no choice but to climb aboard the…
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What I do feeds me. HeartBodyMindSoul. Nourished. No siren goes broke.
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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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Tuesday sends her regards, slipped in-between dodgy memories and a song that won't let go. It all blends nicely while we sit in the park, on a bench, drenched to the bone by that damn 40%. Wasn't supposed to be enough to worry about, so I went out and the umbrella stayed in. Fairytales are…
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draft a contractspring the trap lure me with a gemstonethat shines brightwhen lies leave her lips i let it sparklei let her thinklife is as it should be all the whileArt & Guileare welcome companyin the tight confines oflove
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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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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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