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Category: Peace
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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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What is it you've had to settle for, if ever, or have you always gotten your way?If the dust clears,If the fog thickens:Did you make the right call?Were there no other choices at all? Those memorized lines and well-rehearsed gesturesHave flung you so far afield of your dreamsThe golden thread is severedThe road awash in…
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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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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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grey puts on purple todayit doesn't want to play the mediatormidweek is more comfortable in black and whitetry as i might to look wednesday in the eyewithout the distraction of its unavoidable bulge
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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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The keys are sharp. They lend a delicious dissonance to the flat landscape in which we are trapped. The words come and go but the grace notes and accents tell the real story. A lifetime it may take to sit still in a quiet room and punch the air with one's fists for emphasis before…
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hemmed in on both sides shallow habits break my will channel compassion
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Tell the wash to wait. LifeLaughterLove Takes 1st Place. Kitchen Sink Wisdom.
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