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When I looked out my front window this morning, there was a layer of white mist on the lawns and farms. It was about two feet high and wispy. The horses in my neighborhood were out and in combination with the mist the whole impression looked like the start of a story.
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I could see it in my mind as a very calm and beautiful view, thank youjustam said:When I looked out my front window this morning, there was a layer of white mist on the lawns and farms. It was about two feet high and wispy. The horses in my neighborhood were out and in combination with the mist the whole impression looked like the start of a story.
Natural beauty really speaks to me!0 -
there is beauty in everything I see
how I react is sometimes confusing to you
I understand...
occasionally or often my words are a reaction
to the many emotions a statement or event will inspire
but in the end of it all
there is still beauty in everything I see
I don't ask for your foreignness
or even for you to understand my words
our paths have never crossed
but still I wish you a prosperous journey
and may God light your way.
Godfather.
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I think I get this, GF...at least from where I am, in the now.Godfather. said:there is beauty in everything I see
how I react is sometimes confusing to you
I understand...
occasionally or often my words are a reaction
to the many emotions a statement or event will inspire
but in the end of it all
there is still beauty in everything I see
I don't ask for your foreignness
or even for you to understand my words
our paths have never crossed
but still I wish you a prosperous journey
and may God light your way.
Godfather.
Thank you, my friend.0 -
(;hedonist said:
I think I get this, GF...at least from where I am, in the now.Godfather. said:there is beauty in everything I see
how I react is sometimes confusing to you
I understand...
occasionally or often my words are a reaction
to the many emotions a statement or event will inspire
but in the end of it all
there is still beauty in everything I see
I don't ask for your foreignness
or even for you to understand my words
our paths have never crossed
but still I wish you a prosperous journey
and may God light your way.
Godfather.
Thank you, my friend.
Godfather.
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Thousands, yet thousands
Threads of silver
Weaving us together
Thousands, yet thousands
Threads of silver
Over glittering seasKool Kat Club 1992, Moderna museet 1992, Globen 2012, Friends arena 20140 -
Shattering tears spread prismatic glitter across the skies of broken souls.
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Dancing in Darwyn's Den
The freedom of the lift
The turn..the spurn
I choreographer
You
With the girl you admired
On a Saturday Night Fevered Adventure
To LearnPlayCreate the balls to the walls
Best disco party ever!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Art was Divine, Three Piece White Suit... Lamee'd to every traffic circle wall
A repeated play
There is nothing as ecstatic as sharing
a sad mans joy...
Right wing says I can fly logistacly without my left wing...
We need both... to fly... easily...
with purpose...balance
To see the hour turn in an other...
32 minutes to go...
peace and love and understanding...
WEPT....
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The feeling of gratitude how is it best described.
Without the surrounding thoughts and obstacles in the way I keep stumbling on
I keep returning to the same place
The place that I love
To once again feel and relive the same feelings over and over
A safe and loving place
Let me fly on the notes once more let me feel like that again
Like that
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just like that...thank you!0
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it feels good to come back here after a couple of years and read some stuff from some familiar names.Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel0 -
hello, sirfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
?wonder if this can happen some more (writing a bit)
clouds, dirty grayed over, thick & strange
fulla grit & broken pain
too much rain
perhaps basements dark corner will release me
just sittin here
heavy darkness surrounds
airless in name
tears of the low funk
hungry
a mouse begs crumbs
perfect would be his bread crust
torn to shreds daydreams burst
this likeness runs up & tackles
then stands (just ouch of reach) all in black
normally bloodshed feels acceptable
?how do you penetrate the length of miserable scales
for all i know it could be leathery-wet or stone
sculptures of moonless days slip away
masterpieces float about the head
there is sun's hiding face
revealing
(part II)
?where are my chaos seeds
over 1,000 years ago
we rowed, drummed & bled
nude & blue
rolled about in berries, octopus ink & ashes
?what do our stars remember
today & yesterday
?which were i
there is no trimming of the beef
no fruit trees overhead
lush is now a busted up snapping cur bearing mange
none are gold
zero frankincense
myrrh is bullshit
rabies has bitten its own tongue
flies away ramblings
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
smells good to me...ah sweet upon rhe hour...0
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death and return io the satelite of planetary dearth if remembance was ....so i am...0
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good to see y*all back..side as well.. ya right there...
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welcome the wolf0
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welcome back !the wolf said:it feels good to come back here after a couple of years and read some stuff from some familiar names.
Godfather.
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familiarity has distances growing fond of rndm give aways...left on unfamiliar round house wheels...0
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I've been working seven days a week for nearly a year now.
I've come to a new understanding of the word "Submission".
family is my motive
ignorance is my bliss
ache is my warden
money is my vacuum
Sleep is my joy.
still is my recovery
and no end is in sight.
Tonight there is a "Super moon" in the heavens
I'll sit with my wife for a moment, lean into her ear and whisper
all will be well.
I remember when, yeah. I swore I knew everything, oh yeah.0
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