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Category: Nature
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an absence of badpeace is but a quiet mindexistence exhales
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Damn your fake tan and that white dress, too (the thing doesn't fit me and it looks worse on you.) Is this what our conversations have become? Insecurities are battering rams we use to knock down and bruise and negate one another. Three years of demolition and we can't come up with a plan. The…
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A month. A week, day, hour. The moment that just passed. We all sit beside the Wishing Pool. Oh cool giver of sustenance! I'd drink from you if the taste didn't drive me to excess. Excessively expressed, no less. Mesmerizing ripples and profundity for nights on end. The wish to be heard when I don't…
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competing voicesvolatile spring sings loudestlightningchorusbridge
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April sings us to sleep with her raindrop accompaniment. All is blustery and wild outside while we dream of abundant fields. April laughs at our wistful reverie. She wonders how we could possibly think one day can serve her. One day of remembrance is a mockery. April is budding beauty kept evergreen in poetry and…
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Must have a strong background in: * Facilitating the flow of forces harmonious. (Clear intent is needed to keep mirror images free of fog.) * Serving as a Self-starter. (Knowledge of what sparks are and how they differ from illumination.) * Art creation. (Hands-on experience with end results that are less important than the process.)
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Things that are good: not meant to be understoodThings that are bad: make us come backReturn to the turnstile with one eye on the skyThe other on the lieForget all that was taughtIt was memorized for naughtYesterday's pain and confusion become Stepping Stones and Building BlocksNow a quick look over the shoulderSignalChangeLanes
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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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"Be like that bird there in the live oak," Gary told me over the back fence. "Don't overthink your decisions. Take action but don't fall in love with any one particular outcome. You'll get your supper sure enough. What difference does it make if it's a worm or a cricket?" "Well, there's the texture thing.…
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