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            A wonderland of warm fuzzy feelings
 where love is everywhere
 and everybody knows your name. 
 Godfather.0
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 It is Christmastime.....
 not another soul in sight.
 The freezing rain hits the ground in a shiny pitter patter,
 the gleam magnified by the twinkling lighted trees.
 A fine ice glaze is drizzled over the city,
 sweet, like icing on a fresh cinnabon.
 Not another soul in sight....
 it is Christmastime.
 In the distance I hear church bells.
 I am reminded of the true meaning of the shininess,
 of the beauty that is here.
 My high heel shoes and the chilly evening air
 keep me slipping along,
 searching....
 Searching for the smile,
 for the lights reflection in another's eyes
 and the sound of breathing that warms me.
 It is Christmastime,
 not another soul in sight.....
 I am surrounded by beauty and wealth
 but without someone to share it with I have little.
 This, the true meaning of Christmas,
 souls sharing, souls giving, souls loving.
 Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas!
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            Did you know?
 did you know there are roving gangs of Indians
 on a warpath up north?
 neither did I
 did you know history is just that,
 and we should just move on?
 neither did I
 did you know if we neglect our past sins,
 and justify the means,…
 we will surely meet our end?
 no?
 I didn’t think so
 did you know if we cannot find our peoples actions,..
 the atrocities committed by our grandfathers fathers,
 disgusting,..
 then we are destined to repeat the same mistakes?
 you do?
 really?
 the past is prologue.Peace, Love.
 "To question your government is not unpatriotic --
 to not question your government is unpatriotic."
 -- Sen. Chuck Hagel0
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            the wolf wrote:Did you know?
 did you know there are roving gangs of Indians
 on a warpath up north?
 neither did I
 did you know history is just that,
 and we should just move on?
 neither did I
 did you know if we neglect our past sins,
 and justify the means,…
 we will surely meet our end?
 no?
 I didn’t think so
 did you know if we cannot find our peoples actions,..
 the atrocities committed by our grandfathers fathers,
 disgusting,..
 then we are destined to repeat the same mistakes?
 you do?
 really?
 the past is prologue.
 I knew it, but I'm glad you reminded us
 we all need remindingpeace,
 jo
 http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
 "How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
 "Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~0
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            Tonight,..
 we shall reveal our wings,.
 and fly to freedom.Peace, Love.
 "To question your government is not unpatriotic --
 to not question your government is unpatriotic."
 -- Sen. Chuck Hagel0
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            pandora wrote: 
 oh pretty 
 Wide aisles
 Miles of smiles
 A shiver
 Or a shudder?
 Been going on so long now
 I hardly know the difference
 I still feel the cold
 Outside
 But that winter chill
 Inside has thawed
 My shoes
 Hug my feet these days
 Soft fitted leather
 And I smile as we pass by
 You clutching your shopping
 Me clutching my memories
 So tight for fear they'll escape
 And run rampant down
 These glowing city streetsCancel my subscription to the Ressurection
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            tremors wrote:pandora wrote: 
 oh pretty 
 Wide aisles
 Miles of smiles
 A shiver
 Or a shudder?
 Been going on so long now
 I hardly know the difference
 I still feel the cold
 Outside
 But that winter chill
 Inside has thawed
 My shoes
 Hug my feet these days
 Soft fitted leather
 And I smile as we pass by
 You clutching your shopping
 Me clutching my memories
 So tight for fear they'll escape
 And run rampant down
 These glowing city streets
 that's awesome
 just perfectpeace,
 jo
 http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
 "How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
 "Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~0
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            BinauralJam wrote:
 Don't worry too much about what it is. Try looking at it and putting down whatever words come into your mind. Go on BinauralJam, I know you want to! Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
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            they look like underwater running lights to a Phish Jamborie. originally i had Fish, then i thought that was cooler to be honest.0
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            the wolf wrote:Did you know?
 did you know there are roving gangs of Indians
 on a warpath up north?
 neither did I
 did you know history is just that,
 and we should just move on?
 neither did I
 did you know if we neglect our past sins,
 and justify the means,…
 we will surely meet our end?
 no?
 I didn’t think so
 did you know if we cannot find our peoples actions,..
 the atrocities committed by our grandfathers fathers,
 disgusting,..
 then we are destined to repeat the same mistakes?
 you do?
 really?
 the past is prologue.
 good stuff wolf.. the past is everything... and history matters always... always
 when motherfuckers say move on, it's all in the past - I say fuck off0
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            pandora wrote:  
 To find the innocence, the wonderment from a child's eye.
 A quest each Christmas.
 To believe, in something..... again
 Without question.
 Without logic clouding the mind
 and stifling true feelings.
 Logic that keeps us from being free.
 Free to celebrate
 Free to just Be.
 Yankee lights, large bulbs of red, blue, gold and green
 strung carefully over the evergreens
 frame the tiny brick cape cod in the small suburb of Milwaukee.
 On the rooftop Santa and sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer
 magically move in the child's eye.
 Bundled warm she stands
 as the snowflakes land on her face and her outstretched tongue.
 It is so very quiet,
 just the sound of Mama's shovel scrapping the driveway clean.
 The snow brings a brightness to the holiday evening and to her heart.
 Eyes wide as each lighted bulb melts the snow
 and forms a colorful cave of wonderment,
 more beautiful with each falling flake.
 Knee deep she trudges up to the bushes,
 peeks in to see the bulb deep within the snow.
 Magical the colors,
 magical is Christmas....
 still magical the memory of the yankee lights in the snow.0
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            pandora wrote:pandora wrote:  
 To find the innocence, the wonderment from a child's eye.
 A quest each Christmas.
 To believe, in something..... again
 Without question.
 Without logic clouding the mind
 and stifling true feelings.
 Logic that keeps us from being free.
 Free to celebrate
 Free to just Be.
 Yankee lights, large bulbs of red, blue, gold and green
 strung carefully over the evergreens
 frame the tiny brick cape cod in the small suburb of Milwaukee.
 On the rooftop Santa and sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer
 magically move in the child's eye.
 Bundled warm she stands
 as the snowflakes land on her face and her outstretched tongue.
 It is so very quiet,
 just the sound of Mama's shovel scrapping the driveway clean.
 The snow brings a brightness to the holiday evening and to her heart.
 Eyes wide as each lighted bulb melts the snow
 and forms a colorful cave of wonderment,
 more beautiful with each falling flake.
 Knee deep she trudges up to the bushes,
 peeks in to see the bulb deep within the snow.
 Magical the colors,
 magical is Christmas....
 still magical the memory of the yankee lights in the snow.
 WOW ! Pandi you nailed Christmas, XLNT work.
 Godfather.0
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            :wave: Hi Godfather and thanks!
 Happy Holidays to you 0 0
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            last breath
 I wiped her face,.
 the bile from her mouth, and nose
 I cleaned her up the best I could,..
 she was helpless
 defeated,..
 I was afraid to move her,..
 she felt so,... frail
 I was terrified I would break her,..
 gently,..
 I picked her up,..
 and carried her to her deathbed.Peace, Love.
 "To question your government is not unpatriotic --
 to not question your government is unpatriotic."
 -- Sen. Chuck Hagel0
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 So sad Steve, I'm sorry....the wolf wrote:last breath
 I wiped her face,.
 the bile from her mouth, and nose
 I cleaned her up the best I could,..
 she was helpless
 defeated,..
 I was afraid to move her,..
 she felt so,... frail
 I was terrified I would break her,..
 gently,..
 I picked her up,..
 and carried her to her deathbed.
 this reminds me of Jake's passing.
 He had a tumor in his nasal cavity, lots of discharge and drool.
 He weakened and couldn't walk the last couple days of his life.
 We made the appointment to have him put to sleep but he passed earlier that same day.
 I carried him to his bed where he passed, my precious Jakey.
 Here he is a few Christmas' past...old Man of 14...a very bad boy but I loved him dearly
 and miss him more. 0 0
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            the wolf wrote:last breath
 I wiped her face,.
 the bile from her mouth, and nose
 I cleaned her up the best I could,..
 she was helpless
 defeated,..
 I was afraid to move her,..
 she felt so,... frail
 I was terrified I would break her,..
 gently,..
 I picked her up,..
 and carried her to her deathbed.
 i'm sooo sorry
 i can't help but cry
 for i know your pain
 all too well
 she is with hankie and jake now
 and i'm so so sorry
 your tears are my tears
 and i cry for us all 
 you know, i was seriously thinking about getting a pup for the little kids for the holidays, a shelter pup like hankie was, but now, with the tears streaming down so hard i can't even see what i'm typing, i just don't know if i can
 god, who knew this could be so hard
 so so hard
 huge hugs to you steve
 and to you pandi
 may our memories remain clear
 eddie said it all so perfectly when he wrote this
 If I don't fall apart,.... will the memories stay clear
 So you had to go,......... and I had to remain here
 But the strangest thing to date
 So far away
 And yet you feel so close
 And I'm not gonna question it any other waypeace,
 jo
 http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
 "How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
 "Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~0
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            StillHere wrote:the wolf wrote:last breath
 I wiped her face,.
 the bile from her mouth, and nose
 I cleaned her up the best I could,..
 she was helpless
 defeated,..
 I was afraid to move her,..
 she felt so,... frail
 I was terrified I would break her,..
 gently,..
 I picked her up,..
 and carried her to her deathbed.
 i'm sooo sorry
 i can't help but cry
 for i know your pain
 all too well
 she is with hankie and jake now
 and i'm so so sorry
 your tears are my tears
 and i cry for us all
 Hey Jo
 I love his name Hankie, you know, that is just so sweet, just like him.
 It's hard the first Christmas, my heart goes out to you both.0
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