Decomposers Poems - Poems about Decomposers

...Devoured to nothingness The heroism feeds upon my future, All seizes and decomposers commence.......

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...Baby birds tweet as their long skinny necks stretch towards blind faith. Somewhat frantically; newly born; next to dead; fragile existence; protected with life. Regurgitation from the same embodied m......

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...Baby birds tweet as their long skinny necks stretch towards blind faith. Somewhat frantically; newly born; next to dead; fragile existence; protected with life. Regurgitation from the same embodied m......

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...Note: Dear Chris, I could go into souls as mindbody identities with interdependently co-arising individuation/reconnection processes, also known as living, and in/ex-carnation, but my gut says ......

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...If your story and history or herstory, is wrong, If wrong is negative, If right is positive, When do two historic two cultural two personal two political two familial wrongs make it ri......

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...Nondual Listening Co-Incident Id-Entity Co-Arising Empathy fertile EarthMother revolution Pupils notice left-deductive reductive conflating labeling commodifying dividing Left from Right......

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...History unfolds reflective evolution as culture nutrition values inform economic health. Just as currency only carries values humans supply as a society of economic transactors so my own paltry......

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...Beloved whether you or another or your Community of practice and positive intent, your family, perhaps, Beloved. Beloved evolves alternative loving futures of our dreams and hearts and root......

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...Give what you want to receive Deepak Chopra I have a gift suggestion. A gift for EarthTribe. Let's rebirth this "permaculture" paradigm, anchored with Naturally Organic Climax ......

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...Our ashes have settled on the cliff of pride while the seed of today sprouts your frailty beginning. We have at last seen the face of our god which you have not even learned to utter or never wil......

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...she weeps in a forest clearing by a pond, the full moon above her head turns everything silver, her silent tears create ripples on the waters surface her voice echos in the dead silence as she cries ......

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...A lifeless house sparrow lays dead In the middle of the towpath As if asleep on a green sheet; Its body still warmed by the sun That one could mistakenly guess Its demise was moments before My ......

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