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continuance (VII)
when (the) earth runs black stars above are going to vast-town what do you believe? when all is still but the magnitude of the universe & the enormous galactic boilers humming along screaming deep what do you believe in? your importance here is alarming at best you are goddess now please let us share in these simple fruits…
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Splinters
Unseen and never done You take your leave of me You told me once that my picture was oh too clear to you Tell me, does he bathe you in soft focus? My one nagging doubt is Where you gonna go if the ink runs out of this one? Back home to me Idly waiting, waiting idly? I keep your seat warm (for the moment) I'll do you a deal…
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habitual love (a song)
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Under the overpass Atop the cardboard In a sleeping bag Possessions in a cart What are your dreams When you sleep
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VITIATE
we can stand here in the middle of our problem agonizing over our traditions all we'll ever realize is the pointlessness of position I'm all right and you're the same
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Qigong
Ask for healing And it will be given A healer works for cost Gather your energies; store. Settle. Balance yourself Buy a wok Gather the fruit of the land Let the plant speak to you Let the rice nourish you Ask for healing and it will be given
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THE SECLUDED
dear all, just wanted to introduce you to my own little band, we'll have a record coming out soon, come on over, check it out and please do give us a like and share, if you want to. thank you and goodbye. https://www.facebook.com/TheSecludedOfficial
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what it looks like today
To live attached to the string of energy, right with the white light at the center is to keep good fortune Hold it steady, focus, hang on, bounce with it, like a rider on a horse softly yet firmly attached to the reigns Focusing on the breath is like hanging onto the sound (for dear life!) to stay on the path as we play…
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Here's a weird tune...
https://soundcloud.com/kennethpauloconn ... um=twitter Too much wah-wah?
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"Just a dog"
Found this ... thought it was nice :D "Just a dog" From time to time people tell me "Lighten up it's just a dog" or "Thats a lot of money for just a dog" They don't understand the distance traveled time spent or costs involved for "Just a dog". Some of my proudest moments have come about with "Just a dog". Many hours have…
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outside and further out
Three days ago you glanced my way, then caught yourself in that mistake. I become just a shadow in uniform, "she may love war," so avert my warmth. She can't love men, since she's held a gun." That gun? I had affairs with one. If they won't see me, just war and death, I wondered why take a second breath. But an infant…
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The Way of the Wise Woman
The Way of the Wise Woman If you find sickness, heal. if you find a broken heart, mend it. If you find despair, offer hope. If you find silence, lend an ear. If you cannot imagine, dream. If you cannot find a voice, just sing.
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Mike McCready Stained Glass
Hi Everyone, I don't think I've ever posted in this forum before, though I spent 5 years of art school making PJ inspired art (which doesn't always go over well with instructors, but that's not why I'm here;) I entered a contest to try to win a pair of tickets for the Seattle show. The photo I entered is titled Mike…
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Sonny Tripp
http://www.sonnytripp.bandcamp.com :thumbup:
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From Ramando Band
I wrote a song about Andy Wood about a month after he was in the hospital.. started it before he died, but just couldn't bring myself to finish it, because he death seemed so final to his music. I ended up in radio station working and got a release of Apple, so I ended up naming the song AppleSauce. It's about Andy, and…
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Inconvenient Feelings
I let that anger out of the bag it was buried in and I don't want to just stuff it down again but I don't know what to do with it! I don't know where to put it! when I don't run from it, it makes me feel so uncomfortable! tell me, what does a person do with unwanted emotions? it's not as if I want to be angry I don't want…
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fuck fear
it's never us who wish to fall, but it's always we who fall I don't believe I could ever face a face like yours and it's not in love that we fall on a lone road is where the wild birds roar, it's been so long my God You are cold and it's only 8 'o clock this is what we're afraid of when You cry is when we do not call our…
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time for writing
where has time been gone are clocks from the sky no messengers from fire or moon's stone red deer run home like i can't water tastes my bones i am then new but i just can't held in held back wrapped up in webs it's been years since anything made sense here the town square summertime chiseled humid sweat sharpened by stone…
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taken from your kids
I think about what you did, when you missed the kids doing the things only kids can do. Orders in your hands flying to these lands where people need you days, and bleed your nights away. Tell the girls they will see you, a skype reminding where you went to. Guitar on your back, three days of clothes on a five day trek, the…
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Are You The Man?
I want a man, Who can write me a love song. Sing it under the midnight, Put me over the stars. I want a man, Who can whisper sweet nothings. Who will stroke my hair gently, As I lay in his arms. I want a man, Who compliments my cooking, Even after it's been in, The oven too long. I want a man, Who loves me completely, Who…
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Once
I know what it's like to have a circle around my soul and to have more than just me in there I know what it's like to have a room filled like it's never been before I know what it's like to be visited by your presence when everything is quiet and the day is not just every day but is my whole life-- --and if you want to…
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the garden
she wanders through the garden feet bare upon the soft soil sun reaches out to embrace her the wind caresses her cheek moving short hair from her eyes she speaks softly to every plant touches each one gently and smiles butterflies, birds, squirrels, turtles all come to her and share her bounty pleased she opens her arms to…
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An ode to Pittsburgh
Oh sweet 'stache, how great thou art? Such a rad 'stache, for 70's porn you own the part. In the City of Pittsburgh, a mustache is great. Once you arrive, you will think it is the Summer of 1978! Primanti Brothers, that sandwich you have got to feel. ANd for El Amor De Dios, play all of YIELD.
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one touch of your hand...
Just one touch... Changed the world.
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trust the vibrating path
The day they got lost in an unfamiliar forest and he miraculously found a way out again, was the day she realized that he almost always operated this way. He'd so often take the magical path when there was a choice. Look at a map? Oh, heeelll no! Use some gadget like a GPS? Not bloody likely Bubb. He nearly always…
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3:18
From where I am at right now I sometimes feel the house lift and spirits, hollow and laughing, run right through it and you are such a part of this like them I feel you lift and run right through here laughing
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Unexpected dream
She was startled by his words! Excited, overwhelmed by the potential, and unsure how to respond, she sat with her head in her hands by the writing pad. Determined that just this once she wouldn't give in to the fear that their meaning was somehow altered by her imagination. There could be dark fears that held her down when…
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Warning:long rambling about crap we already know but ignore.
If you live in a city of any significant population, news of horrible crimes bombard you daily. In fact with today's 24 hour new cycle and internet access virtually everywhere, horrific crimes are streamed to us hourly. There must be some recipe that national news corporations use in order to pluck one story out of the…
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sweet boundary's swell
swell Boundary's edge falling off, raked, racked humming birds dance eternal in garden's nectar protein's riot of bugs deftly navigating the live and those that don't thrive blanketing bliss, heaven does not miss this earth, it is born of it lawns plugged in to the paths, cuckoo you grass hearing Africa calling, alarms,…
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Dragonfly
If I was given the choice for rebirth, I'd be a Dragonfly. As a nymph,I'd be a predator. For One to three years, I'd feed on those that would surely have a hand in my demise. I'd rise from the depths of the water, Full of purpose. Tender,Soft and Delicate, I'll hang from a branch, Along the Bonnie Banks. Until my wings are…