The only way to be alive is when we don't think about death. May 2024.
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“Balance is not about juggling everything at once, but knowing when to give each aspect of life its due attention.” ? Aloo Denish Obiero
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Life is a cycle, so just be happy about it because we get to do it again tomorrow.
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I wouldn’t have looked at her twice if she hadn’t smiled at me first. She wasn’t your typical pretty or the other Disney character who is completely a misfit and happy about it. But she had a quality I couldn’t place my finger on and I guess that’s all that made the difference.
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One Percent.
''I'm not too concerned about 'kills 99% of germs'' read on a bleach bottle''.
"'But I am with the other 1% of germs that it doesn't kill''
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It is all about connections...without them, we are fragments of being~ just another star, among the countless~ lots of glitter, but little else. Patterns are how we know ourselves...others...and a recognizable God.
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"When you think you're about to loose hope in life, always remember that God is always by your side. Never loose hope and move forward even if things go upside-down."
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"Many say, how beautiful the face or body is. Making beauty all about the appearance. Real beauty is about the heart and soul."
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"you wanna know what feels good about the holidays now? my happiness doesn't get taken from me after the break"
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Pornography is deeper than sex on a screen. just like any content pornography speaks to some truths about who we are, fears hopes and dreams. I can make this argument that pornography offers a true moment of honesty to ourselves. Because why the hell is a video titled Horny BBW Step Mom Gets Fucked Like a Slut By Her Young Stepson have 1.6 million views.
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A "what about" is not justification for anything.
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Future Quote of China, about California :
"Well, it's not much to look at, but it's ours, and it's paid for!"
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The life is generally restricted to people around us. Our thoughts, targets, vision every thing is restricted to the boundaries created by our barriers but,
Life isn't about just horizontal axis, look up at the vertical axis.... The sky is the limit.
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"History is more than a collection of facts...it's about people," Emile Pinet.
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Those who find the true meaning, fulfillment, and purpose in life, are the ones who spend time in the silence of meditation each day, getting to know their Creator and learning about His purpose and plan for their lives.
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If you have doubt and questions wondering what this person is all about DONT scream and shout or cry or pout just exit and be out never ignore how you feel and that feeling you felt
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What I love most about autumn is the golden-crimson leaves blanketing the ground signaling rebirth to come, death in all its promising grandeur —I Am Anaya
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The worst part about being a has-been is memory.
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It is all about Pyar ishq mahabat Paak saaf Sain jay vich na gaya Tay khaak hain Bhai?
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History is about empire. The bible was written in the context of empire. Jesus went behind enemy lines and conquered empire by a cross. Jesus won by losing.
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The poet, the writer ... is sharing their thoughts and feelings with the universe on another level. Revealing their greatest vulnerabilities as some sort of cathartic alm towards understanding and empathy, or there for the grace of God go I. Perhaps a confessional place where they commune with themselves and readers will acknowledge that similar darkness and light within themselves and not feel so different, or alone. This is the way of all writing, whether it is about joy, or despair.
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About bravery and honor: "Glory to the bravehearted! Glory to the departed!" by the poet Max Burchett.
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About the "Good Day" national holiday: "Now is the time. We do not really know if we have one day more." from the poem "Good Day" by Max Burchett.
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About Drugs: "Victims seeking a way to battle their demons, the drug becomes a demon itself, then finally, the addicts' only friend, their deadly companion to life’s end." from the poem "Abyss of Addiction" by Maxwell "Max" Burchett
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About War: "I know enough of hate, of powers’ desire, to know wars will consume
without any end more names for the unknown tomb." from the poem "Unknown Soldiers" by Max Burchett.
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It is all about choot and one Eyed Dajjal luli.
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One does not write about a whole lot of different things, subjects, without having done a whole lot of different things, subjects already and those made-up (Imagination, a soullful consort of the aritist) -- a lot I am not particularly prowd of...and a lot I am. It is a spicy mix that salts and peppers poetry of interest. Not a necessity, but far easier to write after one has actually done something.
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About Friends:
"As time leads us on from here,
I’ll remember you.
We’re always friends,
on the road again."
from the poem "Until Then" and the song of the same name, by Max Burchett
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You may love me, you may even hate me, but no matter what you're always thinking about me !
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We must let go: of pain, sorry -- even joys and strengths. Life was never about gathering...but all about letting go. Everything we recognize as physical, is a superficial substitute, the construct of fallen will. To become like Christ is not to abandon oneself in favor of a greater ego...but to see one's offspring reflection in the loving eyes of God bidding us to take rightful dominion -- Welcome home my beloved.
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