Even in snow, romantic hearts glow, whatever the weather it’s glorious being together.
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The winner goes beyond winning, his path becoming a soul mission~ whether little or lot no longer matters.
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It seems both champions and diamonds...
are forged by fire through great pressures,
whether geological or geographical, in nature and intent.
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The chapters of life are penned by our choices, whether small or monumental; let's endeavor to write stories worth reading. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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Whether contest or combat, the innate instinct to win survives.
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The chapters of life are penned by our choices, whether small or monumental; let's endeavor to write a story worth reading. -Aloo Denish Obiero
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I like work; it certainly fascinates me. I can sit and stare at it for hours together without getting overwhelmed. I love to keep it by myself; only the task of finishing it tortures me
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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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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.
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Life-fruit falling prematurely...if to ripen, whether animal or vegetable, we need protect from all foul elements. Especially those that only mimic humanity.
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I recall as a youngster, playing in a pile of raked leaves, tossing them up in the air, covering myself with their together warmth. Some see the bottle half full...some see it half empty. Children see and live the enrapture of the moment.
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We are stronger together. Anything is possible when we allow our power to create a synergy. Be inspired and uplifted. Blessings, love and light.
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The vast majority of us were raised to believe in some type of a greater good ; whether that being God, or any other faith to follow. Yet it seems the differences would ultimately lead to conflict, where the strength of fellowship would reach out with an overpowering embrace. This consolidation then leads to eventual dilation, where outlying extremes ferment towards a secular brew.
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On life and friends: "Through the years and years, what a life it’s been. Together fighting for what we believe in." from the poem "Until Then" by Max Burchett
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Poetry is a place you get lost in to find yourself, to 'feel' something. One could say it is all cerebral. But it is to 'feel' something, whether you are the poet or the reader (in music lyrics sung, the "listener").
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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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Poetry is another language to carry the psyche through the various dimensions of dark and light. It is an abstract built-in mechanism for most poets/musicians whether they write limericks, long tomes, or lyrics, to cope with living and the measures of existing, life and death, love, loss, to understand, to make sense, to find answers, to "feel".
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We are spirit-extensions of one another, also never to doubt the loving support of that great tether linking us eternally with our creator and His inextinguishable Heaven...wherever we are, or travel to, beyond mortal mist, from seeming dark corridor is yet another chance for an even brighter dawn and wondrous journey.
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Creativity, is a beautiful thing, when it comes from the heart, light and dark, glued back together with poetry. Love.
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Creativity, is a beautiful thing, when it comes from the heart, light and dark, glued back together with poetry. Love.
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What we publish to the hearts of humanity, is our legacy. May we serve together God's greater purpose for good.
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There's a prosecution going on, between the reality of truth against free speech. The final verdict will determine whether such truth can survive where it lies.
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“forgiveness is tethered to love”... By Emile Pinet.
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Love is tethered to grief By Emile Pinet.
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No pursuit of knowledge is a solitary venture, and greatness is often born from the coming together of curious minds.
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Into a new horizon we go
Apart but together
Forever we grow
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It doesn't matter, whether your enemies are strong or weak. What matters is that you shouldn't have enemies to begin with.
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It seems that we are the fruits of a tree with millions of branches, but the actual seed is long gone, and whether there was a gardener vanishes in the realm of speculations.
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Happiness ... is a state of mind that is rented; yet the question becomes whether you invest in the asset long-term, or view its nature in the present as an expense.
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Behe's concept of Irreducible Complexity sparks curiosity among scientists, caught between Darwinian theory and the possibility of Intelligent Design. Regardless of whether Irreducible Complexity will gain full scientific legitimacy, will be deemed a creationist theory, or will become a point of convergence between Science and Faith, it is interestingly an additional fuel to the scientific quest. - Aloo Denish
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