Teaching means guarding the flame of wonder in a child’s soul—gently, daily, faithfully.
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“The quietest guidance often sparks the brightest flames of discovery.”
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Fine fabric of poetry closer
the frayed edges of language, loose
threads of thought we light, to keep
from unraveling. What lasting value,
if any at all, rises in the smoke, is
sustained by memory of the lyrical
flash.
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Nobody is perfect. No matter how calm, collected, or "perfect" they look. When you know that you have flaws and you work on them, that is what makes you better.
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What must be acknowledged is that even the detritus of a failed system is fertile ground and the expectations that formed such flawed constructs will bloom frivolously within that context.
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Poetry is a life-long odyssey...sort of like, getting on a wood-craft, sailing off toward the horizon, praying one is dealing with round notes and not flats. The poetic heart floats and sinks with every lyrical journey.
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"Crazy things reality and reason!
It exposes the deepest flaws and the shallowest of poor judgement".
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All the Jezebelic acts are clustered in the plutonic thoughts, that the road is not long— save the sense-minded have the light of flashing into the darkness. We put lips on every unwelcome acts. And we pray that God will chain our legs from treading thorpath, but flopath.
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“The TwinFlame Journey is not so much about Flames eventually consummating energy in a set location to reach Samadhi, evolve themselves & serve community unconditionally. It is a journey of Source Light’s projection of waves and particles continuously clashing, meeting, touching, entangling, weaving, changing form in timeless space, in an eternal flow of Creative Love to serve Godhead through attaining Pure Consciousness.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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Flames begin to burn from dying things,
the veil begins to crackle and turn lank;
The colors pull at heartstrings..
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A muse ignites the spark in the ink, while a gentle nudge keeps the flame alive.
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No one knows what the future holds, but what you see in the present is oftentimes a glimpse into what can be expected... Never ignore the seemingly small red flags of today; for they will certainly grow into big problems in the future...
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The Devil is horns and flames if you want him to present that way...but, more often, he is the subtle evils we do one another.
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Admittedly, I’m probably pretty vanilla,
I just want one flavor with a spicy kink just for me. Still, I can respect a desire for rainbow sprinkles or sorbet, we all have different tastes but love what we love the same way.
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The Solomonic thoughts of revolutionary minds strike like lightning in the rain, and prophetic missives pour from my spirit like God‘s word hit a vein. and I pray that when I pray for you I’m not praying in vain, repetition, from flagrant superstitions provided by world religions in which man gets the glory and Yah is just an opinion.
Excerpt from Sabali.
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'Hope is the whisper of possibility in the darkest of nights, igniting the flame of resilience within.' - Aloo Denish Obiero
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After having lived twenty-two years in Greece, my sum of that enchanting land is this: Greece is a persecution complex wrapped in an over-inflated ego.
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The flag of justice doesn't always wave on that pinnacle visible to all: make your mark on history and victory can be proclaimed.
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“I am flawed, scarred and a beautiful mess.”
? Lisa C. Miller, Nightly Inspirations from the Heart of God
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The unprecedented antics and double standards you see from the Left, are Satan's love letters falling from their pockets, as they flail wildly, swinging their hatred for Trump and other dissidents, that challenge their cozy status quo."
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As the clock strikes midnight, let us not just mark a new year, but ignite the flames of hope within our hearts, kindling the path to transformative change. ~Aloo Denish Obiero
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Should you hear a war is started somewhere, it is the war itself make you upset. Shoud I hear, it is a reminder of how I was born, how I grew up as orphan, how I was not all allowed to be in school nor in my home, and how I was all miraculously hiding myself from every morning's and night's soldiers' fight, that make me not only upset, but feel a flashback of being killed over time. I am a middeleastern.
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Zafar Bhai please kahin shariq ki Tarah mujhay bhi Kisi factory, office, room, me Bula kar ya flat me lay ja kar moot ka inj
Laga kar eternal sleep na sula Daina ICT.
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With our written and spoken word...poetry is the flavoring, that allows for a great variety of tastes.
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I’m a fan of camouflage,
find me in the shadows of the walls..
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“Goodness is uneventful; it does not flash, it glows.”... By Emile Pinet.
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Much of the bible is poetry...a reason why God chose such medium for His Truth expressed.... I write flash...a lot of ego...but I try not to entirely trash this precious, divine gift~Poetry!! Once in awhile writing something I am not totally ashamed of....
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We are often much harder on ourselves than God is. He knows well our fears of both dark and light. One often used merely as a camouflage, for the other seeming a glaring spot forcing us to squint.
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Meri gaflat ka faida utha kar goli marwana,
Kahin yahan wahan lay ja kar teka lagwana.
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In the realm of science, curiosity is the catalyst that sparks the flame of innovation.~ Aloo Denish
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