Silence greeted me this morning as I awoke. For moments just few sorting my world composed by dreams from this physical state I confidently have named reality, in these fleeting moments a panic swells through... More »
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Nestled deep within our soul lives on beloved ones those of our past. These peacefully thriving beings their flesh once again one with the earth. Still living, breathing, conversing with that part of us never... More »
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Looking through the frame of reflection...Who's eyes are those...looking back into mine...This morning these eyes first danced upon a gift from God...Our first born...Now 22...Just last night...for the first time these eyes fell upon a... More »
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Early one morning before the dawn Mom, Dad, my big brother Harry, Princess our collie, and I piled into the old Volkswagen bus. There is a special type of anticipation associated with getting up early... More »
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You are one...but many....Hidden away in the secret caverns of your mind....patient possibilities deeply sleep... dreaming the dream of you.
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I need to just take a chill pill and relax. Simply put, self criticism is necessary for human progress and evolution. However we allow media, advertising, friendships, work, books, movies, religion, and even the guy... More »
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Deep inside resides beings dealing out their daily portions of unsure resolve...Where do these dark demons come from....emanating their musk of doubt and despair.....wallowing in mud pits reeking of decaying dreams and possibilities....one word... one... More »
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Yes.... the sun will burn through the blanket of night. Yes.... Winters grass will again live green. Yes....the fury of the ocean will rest as a newborn lamb. And yes.... it's only a matter of... More »
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These days I find my mind stumbling and wandering. Not over "important" stuff like the state of our economy, the price of gas, or who's right and who's wrong in politics. No, lately my mind... More »
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What unfound thoughts will cross my wayward path of life? What gifts of contemplation are yet to be received? In this journey of toil and strife, will my thirst for light ever be relieved?
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