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[Written: 2024-09-17] I want to be like the people who seem to be free, But, what is in my minds eye, I couldn’t possibly be. And it does not align with what my eyes see, The world feels like an ocean to me. Others are like this too, I believe, Drowned in the waves of…
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[Written: 2024-09-16] She is the womb of the world; She is mother earth. She catches the love and memory of our people; She is fierce and gentle. She can be kind and forgive; She is boundless, but you should know which boundaries not to cross. She maybe what we call God; Or an angel that…
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[Written: 2024-09-16] I am not the mountain towering towards the heavens; I am not its reflection on the glass of the lake disappearing into another dimension. Nor am I its root which maybe be as vast as the planet. I am not the turmoil of dark storm clouds orbiting above; Or the lightning striking anything…
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What is the shadow of night? Is it cast by life and light? By our egotistical minds blundering strife? Does it hold fear like the edge of a knife? Does the knowledge belong, and could it be mine? A guess we may find out, but all in good time.
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What is the shadow of a shadow, but self? And all of the world and people as well. Past, present, future, and heaven and hell? All the angels and demons that never sing farewell. A projection of mind, Stuck in one part of time. A longing or lust, That lets your life turn to rust.…