Monday is a marathon. Tuesday is a breather. The rest of the week is pay-as-you-go. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Sometimes the hardest pain is born from the absence of honest words.
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I never asked for perfect ways, only honesty to stay.
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Honesty is like absolute truth...we can only give an honest effort.
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I do not call a man king to become his subject.
If I crown you with honor, do not mistake me for your fan
For royalty knows royalty, and I kneel to none but God.
Respect is not a sign of weakness, remember that, my friend.
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On Advice:
I Think You Have Better Ideas On What You Would Do If You Were You Than I Do, To Be Honest.
-Gray Squirrel
05-20-2025
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If your looking for an honest opinion ask a child.
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Spirit alone can lift us. Let us pray, if not spiritual heroes, we have lived, at least, as honest spirits. And hopefully, that will have been enough.
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If you can't honor your own word, what are you left with ... but an empty shell without voice or audience.
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In the vast tapestry of nature, every thread is a life, every life a story. To cherish and protect both the web and the weaver is to honor the true interconnectedness of all beings.
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In the beginning, there was Chaos; God spoke, and there was Symphony.
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hURRY honey...funny THING TODAY Today our Police shot and killed a DUCK...
it was selling 'quack' now on administrative leave with pay
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Honesty is not the best policy, when dealing with someone dishonest.
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One needs not the world's applause to honor their chosen path.
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TRISTICH:The most well known being HIKU the English language version of HAIKU 'the phonetical&cultural original ' Japanese' poem form in verse freed from syllabic constraint within its triplicity of format&still inherently enigmatic with a caesura and surprise ending
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The rot of humanity's shadow is not in the ink, but in the darkness that fuels the pen,
gruesome daggers, dripping honeyed poison.
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A mentor is a caring listener who examines each word with an awareness not found in individuals who are too busy living
in a state of self-denial. They rather see a good man being crucified than honoring his integrity.
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I went out looking for you and got lost
Ran a marathon and fell a step short,
In my once fiery heart I now find frost
In this world the devil is the best escort.
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You may see honesty as one of your strengths, a dishonest person will see it as a weakness.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff
"The melody of the wind through trees is nature's symphony, a timeless composition of rustling leaves and whispering breezes."
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff
"The melody of the wind through trees is nature's symphony, a timeless composition of rustling leaves and whispering breezes."
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There are no losers in the world of honorable men.
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Pure Socialism, its essence absent the heavy hands of self-serving Totalitarian enforcement, is not so far from a pure Capitalistic Society, absent the overt Greed of pontificating freedom loving phonies.
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In a world where no one understands, it's good to finally find someone who can. That's where you'd go to do what you have never done before and say things you have told no one. This is how new words and new actions are born, but not in hospital, in a lovely telephone box.
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Some want to die surrounded by thousands of people that love us, in honesty few people get that. So cherish everyone in your life that does care, even if it's only one person.
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Honesty is at least half of every poem -- if one starts with attempt at self truth -- the rest is made far easier.
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Life is a mysterious journey, of shape-shifting, soul transforming conscious experiences -- Time and place are not nearly important as, quality of grace and love honed and hued.
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Indeed, enjoy nature, being one -- no drama in cities is not also enacted in a forest canopy as well as its shadowy, mysterious plotting depths. Perhaps more honestly? A sprinkle of sunlight blooms a long way.
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Sad truth is.. when you really know someone intimately, their thoughts, their deepest desires, who they are when no one is looking... Loving them is difficult. Our phones reflect our true identities. And that is why these days a relationship/marriage can end just by checking his/her phone
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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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