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Addie posted an update 1 day, 3 hours ago
Writers block sucks.
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Addie commented on the post, lullaby 1 day, 3 hours ago
Hush little baby, don’t you cry, Daddy’s gonna sing you a lullaby. And if that lullaby plays slow, then little baby don’t you know. Daddy’s gonna try for all his worth, but sometimes life just gets worse. Hush little baby, don’t make a sound, sunny days will soon come ’round.
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Addie commented on the post, rocker 5 days ago
The rocker sat on the front porch. The old chair hadn’t seen any use in ages, but no one had the heart to get rid of it. The couple that lived in that house had been so nice, and they had always sat on their rockers together. Now they just sat there, collecting dust and rotting, and holding a lifetime of memories.
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Abra and
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Catori commented on the post, simplify 1 week, 5 days ago
We live in such a full world, such a busy, loud, happening world. We need to take a moment and just look around. We need to calm. We need o rest. We need to simplify.
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Abra posted an update 1 month ago
broke up with cody like over 2 weeks ago, my heart really hurts :(
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Abra posted an update 1 month ago
jokes on me!
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Abra commented on the post, metro 1 month ago
i’m going down to the metro today, to see what there is to see. i’ll be joining colleges and friends. I’ll be presenting, so please stick around, and I’ll be dancing and following a tour, the last one trailing behind. Yes! that’s where you’ll see me, wandering in the pack, and singled out on stage. come see.
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Catori commented on the post, branch 1 month, 1 week ago
“Too far out on the limb,” she thinks. “He’s going to fall…” But he doesn’t. Teetering on the end of the branch, he takes one more step, out into empty air, and stands there, motionless, nothing but the soles of his shoes and eleven feet of space between him and the rocky sand. “It’s all about believing,” he murmurs almost to himself, smiling a little. he takes another step, and another, swaying from side to side and placing his feet carefully, as though on a highwire. Further out he walks, and faster, until he seems almost to be dancing along an invisible line, drawn out from the end of the treebranch towards the gentle lapping of the grey ocean. He keeps spinning onwards, upwards now too, until he is so far out above the sea that she can’t bear it anymore. Tears begin to stream down her face. “Come back!” she shouts fruitlessly, hough she knows he can’t hear her. He’s too far away for her to reach now, and he’s lost all notion of anything but the air around him… as she knew he would.
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Abra and
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Abra posted an update in the group
They said… 1 month, 3 weeks agoPay attention to whom you share your intimate energy with. Intimacy at this level intertwines your aural energy with the aural energy of the other person. These powerful connections, regardless of how insignificant you think they are, leave spiritual debris, particularly within people who do not practice any type of cleansing, physical, emotional or otherwise. The more you interact intimately with someone, the deeper the connection and the more of their aura is intertwined with yours.
Imagine the confused aura of someone who sleeps with multiple people and carries around these multiple energies? What they may not realize is that others can feel that energy which can repel positive energy and attract negative energy into your life.
I always say, never sleep with someone you wouldn’t want to be.
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Abra posted an update in the group
They said… 1 month, 3 weeks ago“The world is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper”
-Anon -
Abra posted an update in the group
They said… 1 month, 3 weeks ago”If you want to become whole, let yourself be partial.
If you want to become straight, let yourself be crooked.
If you want to become full, let yourself be empty.
If you want to be reborn, let yourself die.
If you want to be given everything, give everything up.
The Master, by residing in the Tao, sets an example for all beings.
Because he doesn’t display himself, people can see his light.
Because he has nothing to prove, people can trust his words.
Because he doesn’t know who he is, people recognize themselves in him.
Because he has no goal in mind, everything he does succeeds. When the ancient Masters said, “If you want to be given everything, give everything up,”
they weren’t using empty phrases.
Only in being lived by the Tao can you be truly yourself.”
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Abra posted an update in the group
They said… 1 month, 3 weeks ago“In the end, only three things matter:
how much you loved, how gently you lived,
and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.”
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Abra posted an update 1 month, 3 weeks ago
The lust kicks in and I don’t know where to go. I’m stuck in this hole I’ve been digging, this lustful grave of wants and desires and it feels good when the hole’s being filled, but when it’s empty.. only full of needs, I struggle to crawl out, pull myself up and out from the misery so I can run away and find a new place to mettle with. It’s another vicious cycle and I think it’s turning you on…
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unkitjc posted an update in the group
Poetry 2 months, 1 week agoOf Age
The light breeze brushing the skin,
Eyes staring out the window at nothing,
The hum of the city that is a hum no more,
The ears escaped to seek sounds of shores,
There is no noise in the thoughts that came,
A remark on the irony of time is made,
The pictures are old, faces in them are young,
A wonder as to whom those faces now belong,
As the piano plays the eyes see a montage,
Tears find their way across a cheek,
Echoes heard from memories gone,
Wishes are made to return to the past.
Today will be a memory again,
May be full of hope, or of regret,
Arms searching to hold them,
Hands wanting to make the future,
The mind a fallen leader with wisdom.
Happiness is sought, had less often,
Some understood it was not to be found,
But accepted. -
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Poetry 2 months, 1 week agoRelish Flaw
A good day has been long since had,
There was no dark cloud in the sky,
Or something such, but the absence of one.
With the lack of rain and something more,
Passed day after day with habitual motion,
There was no cloud, there was nothing wrong.
The everyday was so uninspired,
We begged for rain so that we might again,
After the gloom appreciate the sun.
But we denied ourselves contentment,
Because we discovered something beyond the sky,
Then in passing be sought each other,
Hoping to share something more,
Like how we were happy with the sky,
Then the rains, then back to the sky,
With the lack of we learned to appreciate pain.
With the chaos of unplanned fun,
We called it a good day again. -
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Poetry 2 months, 1 week agoGravity
Like many others there was a child,
From a well of infinite dreams with others he picked some,
In the wake of unbound imagination,
He was a champion of his world,
He saw the skies as his playground,
His nascent mind held no limitations.
Growing older he was taught of the world,
Of what he could do, what man could not,
He learnt of gravity, how it made things fall,
The weight of the knowledge bore him down,
Plucking him from the skies, rooting him to the ground.
With a few broken hearts, failures to be someone,
Stranded in his reality, he looked to the clouds,
Questioning his learning, he began to unlearn,
Becoming from man to child again,
Gaining new perspective on his notions,
Gravity he saw, was not to hold him down,
But to hold the universe together,
Something he could overcome.
Reaching the skies he built his house,
Teasing the heavens, yet rising from the ground,
A monument to remembering who he is,
To never again be someone else.Unlearning
Of many a child he was one,
From a well of infinite dreams
With others he picked some,
In the wake of unbound imagination,
He would be a champion,
The champion of his world.
The child aimed to conquer the skies,
His nascent mind held no limitations.
Growing older he received knowledge,
Of what he could do, what man could not.
He learnt of gravity,
How it made things fall down,
Wondered if the sky would fall?
But the skies held their own,
He stayed rooted to the ground.
With a few broken hearts,
Failures to be someone,
Pondering on what he did wrong,
He stared at the skies,Like a many there was this child,
Like the others the child had dreams,
In the wake of imagination and toys,
The child dreamt of conquering the skies,
The nascent mind held no limitations.
Thereof he learnt of gravity,
He learned it made things fall down.
Fell with it his vision of being unbound,
The first of the ”no you can’t” to come.
The child grew up be taught,
What he could do, what man could not.
With a few broken hearts,
And failed attempts to be someone,
Made him realize he was already himself,
The child was lost be found again,
He realized what gravity really is,
It was what held the universe together,
That it could be overcome,
He built the tallest building in defiance of it,
He built the building because,
Thought it touched the sky in tease,
It remembered where it came from. -
unkitjc posted an update in the group
Poetry 2 months, 1 week agoDepression
An area sunk below its surrounding (Depression)
There is an uncertainty that resides within,
Where meaning should be,
Forehead weighed down by a frown,
Where bliss should be,
A dampened spirit lies in wake,
Where belief should be,
Escaping the world,
The world where I should be,
Looking away from what is,
Looking for where I would like to be,
There is ignorance at purpose,
Where doing should be,
There is a Depression,
Where life should be. - Load More