I pick up my phone and dial..
Hello, love???" i say.
"Who is this???" she asks from the other side.
"ouch?? has it been that long that you even forgot?"
"it's me Gerishon ??" i answer.
"aww??Shon? How have you been?" She asks...
In the background i hear a baby crying ????
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Some things can never be forgiven. Forgiving yourself for not forgiving, is enough forgiveness. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Some things can never be forgiven. Forgiving yourself for not forgiving, is enough forgiveness. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Witches were once burnt at the stake for being something other than who they truly were, at the hands of people, who were less than noble in mind and more sullied. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Witches were once burnt at the stake for being something other than who they truly were, at the hands of people, who were less than noble in mind and more sullied. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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"Beware crossing the precipice of no return, into the abyss." Max Burchett
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Love cradles Sorrow for a while, comforting it in its arms, stroking it like a pet to be controlled, adored and loved, until Love realises that Sorrow needs free range to express itself. Eventually like all wild things, Sorrow needs to be released, to be transformed into something higher and more hauntingly beautiful. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Love opens the door to and for Sorrow. The choice is Sorrow’s direction. Of course, interpretation is also poetically open, dear Poet. From observation, like Love, Sorrow adores company, like Love, Sorrow is not averse to sharing its cage with numbers of other Sorrows, all requiring to be fed, they eventually have their fill and leave, spreading their wings for Lighter realms.(Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Love invites Sorrow in, to feed its hunger, quench its thirst...Sorrow has been sorely deprived of succour and unconditional nurture in most states of distress, sadness, betrayal, rejection, hurt, loss, grief (are only but a few called by name)...when Sorrow is well fed, and transfiguring into its better, higher lighter form, the captive/s eventually are let loose - it is Sorrow's choice of course, whether Sorrow stays or goes. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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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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I may have hearts in my eyes
but baby I see you everywhere.
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"I will never murder my little darlings. I shall put them on a pedestal and feed them LOVE." (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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"I will never murder my little darlings. I shall put them on a pedestal and feed them LOVE." (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Life and death. We are on loop. Many of us are surviving our own breech birth, after initial entry, in mysterious ways. Eventually, whatever the play or cost, light appears in one form or another. Much Love. Because Love is all that matters in this world for humanity to make Light, see Light. And that is what this world and humanity needs most. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Now more than ever this perfidious humanity, which has plunged into the tenebrous abyss of hatred and wickedness, needs God's forgiveness and His mercy.
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Let angry words avenge your frustrations, the unfairness of society, and all other evils. Mention your trials and let others learn from your experience: into Hell, you trotted aimlessly without an escape and remained in its labyrinth.
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"Depression is an abyss, from which, only the strength of life in you can guide your steps out of it."
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Love always calls us in. Unexpected, abrupt or not - the exit...the entrance, Love always calls us back in. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton/aka Lady Labyrinth).
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Body in abyss heart in paradise.
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Happiness is the medicine of every disease. It is a language that even a baby understands.
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They’ll have to grow like crazy,
the springtime baby geese,
if they’re to fly to balmier climes
when autumn dismembers the leaves ...
And so I toss them loaves of bread,
then whisper an urgent prayer:
“Watch over these, my Angels,
if there’s anyone kind, up there.”
('Springtime Prayer' by Michael R. Burch, keywords: animal, nature, bird)
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Laying in my graveyard without flowers is like a Virgin breastfeeding a baby
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"'Choices' are the tokens that take us to places perhaps we never wished we'd visited, but we leave with greater knowledge and a firmer and clearer understanding of ourselves and the truth of it all. We are a book of life constantly re-editing our pages and at the root of it all, we rely on our internal compass - for some, this is an elusive marker to locate, but eventually it is found. Never judge a book by its cover." LadyLabyrinth (aka Leanne Lovejoy-Burton).
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A lofty lie lifts you in a lullaby of dishonesty
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"The majority, look at a tableau and only see what they think is the obvious. The strongest characters in the story are front and centre, but remain unseen. They are the true vehicles of Victory." PONY, LadyLabyrinth
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Some people will dance with the devil while others will sleep with him and have his baby.
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"Competitive, you bet. Life is about survival and survival is competition, but sometimes you must lose to win." Lovejoy-Burton writing as LadyLabyrinth
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Competitive, you bet. Life is about survival and survival is competition, but sometimes you must lose to win." Lovejoy-Burton writing as LadyLabyrinth
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