Don't muddy somebody elses river from where they drink, where they are nurtured in their faith, nourished in Spirit, and are strengthened in the things of God.
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After a few seconds without oxygen, where is the white man/woman or the black man/woman. They're all cadavers.
Hebert Logerie
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Managers should avoid becoming too chummy with their subordinates. Chumminess can cloud the cerebral cortex with calamitous consequences.
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Everything we want to learn, must be for the sake of improving our lives and the world we live in.
February 2024.
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Corruption is a cancerous poison or a poisonous cancer or big and small countries.
Hebert Logerie
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The best way, to destroy a country, is to embrace corruption.
Hebert Logerie
1/8/2024
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Love is the big monster in the room, you cannot hide it.
Hebert Logerie
1/8/2024
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Phichali wali ramayan Mai vanar mere lanka thera door ram naam se kiye par abhi jananu na January June ley chaley patal.chopies
Aghori mhabharamnad
Jan janam
Feb javani
March Monday
April startday
May Monday
June Shani var
July holiday
August Muni eklavya vanvar
September month mouth shut
Otuber old
Navmber ready to pack Shani varkana
December cold death
Aghori mhabharamnad
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Never get jealous when you see people win because you do not know the work they put in before the big win. It is tough out there. Celebrate people!
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"It was you for me with just one kiss." Maxwell Sebastian Burchett
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"Would that I can find that through love I should see, though blind, the pathway to the will above." Max Sebastian Burchett
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"In the end, places are just markers for the people loved and remembered." Max Sebastian Burchett
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Win or lose... gain closure with class -
Don't celebrate to humiliate -
Respect opponents, like a teammate -
Take loss with honor, not the hate -
Accept victory with joy, and delegate.
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Christmas is for celebrating with those near and dear, the day that the world was kissed with God’s glorious gift.
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“Dream of a better world with less broken hearts.” Maxwell Sebastian Burchett
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“Courage to act, wisdom to share, I hope then in me the hero is there.” Maxwell Sebastian Burchett
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“Three and three, fates agree, bad fortune looms, dooms in trinity.” from the poem “Triad of Troubles” by Maxwell Sebastian Burchett
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~ the nameless ebony bird sings so mournfully -
the wind lifts your wings ~
Anne-Lise Andresen
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"Poems to writers are like music to an old jukebox."
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Zaida power power na Kiya karo tumhara luli tahra ho Jana hai phir Hakeem dhondtay phiro gay, bus kar day please Teri vajah say soap,saban mehanga ho gaya hai,tun to khareed lay ga gareeb kia thok say Kam chalay ga?
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"I was shocked to see the face of someone I had seen, never in life, but in a dream with me." from the poem "Man on Chapman Road" by Maxwell Sebastian Burchett
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"...that must be the mission of all, to do more than thought possible, for what each is called, perhaps the improbable..." from the poem "Our Mission" by Max Sebastian Burchett
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"If I could try again, oh, what could have been, now gone with the wind..." from the poem "Can't Go Back" by Maxwell Sebastian Burchett
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Instead of loving, caring, bosom friends, we have settled for the Facebook kind, and spend the best part of our day posting, streaming, and Facetiming.
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Hope is reborn with each new dawn's opportunity.
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Hail fellow, speak what you believe
and watch your deeds, lest you deceive
by conduct, values you profess.
Caprice, says spider, spins in stress
a whimsy-web, not worth the weave.
from my poem WHAT WHIMSY WEBS WE WEAVE, posted at Poetry Soup
Reason A. Poteet
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I sought a faith that did not see death as an end but as another beginning, much like the seasons that die to be reborn.
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Most of my writing done in the quiet, settling vibration of night -- Night, my notebook for inspiration, opening with a starry twinkle.
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