This poem I am brave, tomorrow's poem maybe something else -- who knows? A poem takes time and energy, a bit of life going into each work -- what do we have more precious?

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Passion has no boundaries...maybe guilt at times, but really is most often judged only by those less brave and alive -- we love our best...God will decide the rest.

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Rather than measuring a moment, it is better to be in the moment, traveling bravely life's unpredictable, and often harrowing trajectory -- one way or another, you will come out the other-side. For the sake of the soul, even death can sometimes be a victory.

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When I add water to the birdbath each morning, lots of bees show up to take drinks while birds approvingly tweeting. The little colorful love-birds are the bravest, flapping around me while in my connected process. Water, birds, bees, dogs, fleas...somehow it all works out for the best when each does its small part.

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Lesson for brats always around you..
Don't order a cup of tea
and
expect a teapot
??

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Do not mistake the silence of a library for the emptiness of a mind; it is the loudest place for a revolution to begin.

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We learn truth by brave juxtaposition.

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God keeps no secrets from His creation...creation lost in the weeds of its own awesome being. Time will tell. The brain will evolve indeterminately into its spirit infinite.

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Smile even though your heart is aching, life is for celebrating.

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Rule No 6: Stay humble. Because of the two preceding life lessons, you really don't have any reason to brag. Humility is another virtue that you must learn to master on your way to success.

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Zebras are black and white so as to remind us that that this world is naught but light and shadow

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Indeed, great art is spiritually stimulating. Often great art, great poetry has little to do with intelligence...and more to do with bravery, honesty -- anyone, with practice can be intelligent -- bravery requires faith not found in books.

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How much of seeming one is truly individual? Programed in a sense by physical/mental maybe spiritual constituents. Is there really an individual? And yet no two are the same conglomerate. No matter how many in the mix. The many/individual. And when we consider the all, maybe back to the God -- nothing existing outside of the limitless inside/outside of God. DNA, are there really any exclusions or limitations? We transverse living membranes of self-illusion.

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Where I lack in brains I compensate with faith.

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Embrace your opponent, if only in your mind, as that may be the only place your opponent will accept your embrace.

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"If we don't use a brain to evolve our hearts, we'll be those smart parts of another bad artform."
From: 'The Shark That Seen It All'

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before expecting someone to change , its better to first change our brain

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Why would God laugh at the boldness of brazen duplicity?
inspired by Psalm 2 - Reason A. Poteet

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"ROYAL BRAIN, NOT ROYAL BLOOD"

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Be brave. Be bold. Be bad ass every day.

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“With Poets, as with any other artist, there exists a fine line between vanity and personal insecurity. These two characteristics are bedfellows & arise out of egoic insecurity about our own authenticity & individuality. If one wants to be a natural poet and not an artificial one, we have to embrace all our imperfections as they exist, in our state of evolution at any given time.”
GhairoDanielsQuotes

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Without love, and its many mysterious interpretations, there is no poetry. Love is poetry's core element. And a poet is addicted to love: may it be people love, love of nature, science, etc.. Passion, equals Poet. To Definitively define love is folly, for there are libraries full of such feeble attempts -- Why I write more about poetry's driving forces, refraining from any precise clinical referendums.

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Boxing is competitive brain damage.

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Happiness is a thing of the heart. Pleasure is a thing of the brain. Both are like twins fathered by two different men. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Happiness is more expressive than Joy. Happiness is external. Joy is internal. Happiness is surface wiring. Joy is conduit. Happiness flirts. Joy is faithful. Both are like the two lobes of our brains. The one you make use of while making money is not the one you make use of while spending it. And life goes on. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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The human heart is a piece of great mystery. It has no eyes, yet it sees. It has no mouth, yet it speaks. It has no brain, yet it’s the most cunning thing God ever made. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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For the brave, words are not enough. For the crazy, there are not enough words.

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Peace is not found in forgetting, but in embracing the wounds time cannot heal.

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When after the freezing time of gloom vibrant colors sprout,
I get gems of cheer from the spring scenery

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You must first face the darkness within you,
IF you're ever to embrace the Light.

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