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Poem
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Realotry (reality/poetry a mashup)
Today I woke
Yesterday I spoke
Puke
Budgeting is the game
I don’t give a dame
A worthless pen
Is a pain
Find the way
Tangible as hay
Funny I forgot to be the same
It is often true
That if you are not for you
Then a good system will pay
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A random act of kindness
This morning (very early), I decided to walk to the local supermarket in the cold and buy bean sprouts. How many people wake up, eat pancakes, and decide to get bean sprouts to restart the day right at 7:00 a.m. ? I don’t know, but this isn’t the point of my story.
I’ve read about these people. The people who have a practice to shout at the passerby ( Read more... ) -
Friends Forever
For Shira Malka
We used to sit together
Surrounded by many and often alone
You spoke to me of what I had searched for
How did you know?
I wondered if it would really all come true
because we met on the very same wave -length,
a belief higher than imagination.
You opened a door for me
A knowing I can never forget
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Cultural Slander, Tripping in the Void, and why things just aren’t what they seem.
This morning after my 3 year old called Bosc pears - potatoes, I decided to laugh and question some of my own assumptions.
Have you ever believed something to be true for many MANY years just to wake up one day and find out you were way off the wall? Like living under a rock doesn’t even begin to describe you?
Well I sure have.
One of these things is ( Read more... )
