“The creative process is more often than not euphoric. When euphoria becomes overwhelming resistance kicks in bringing doubt and self-doubt. To end the cycle of euphoria and doubts which hinder the creative process, we need to develop equanimity towards both, making creative processes unending, instead of a stop-start process.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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If those for whom mediocrity is an accepted condition; who are inclined to prequalify defeat and failure as a forgone conclusion, are ever to win, it will be because better men dragged them kicking and screaming across the finish line.
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Manifestation is not a magic trick , it’s the act of aligning your mind, energy, and actions with your highest goals, even when the path is unclear
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Manifestation is not a magic trick—it’s the act of aligning your mind, energy, and actions with your highest goals, even when the path is unclear
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An unintentional mistake is an accidental error, but an intentional mistake is a byproduct of wickedness.
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Parasite can best survive as disease. We, know it needs a host to survive. Be mindful of the acquaintances which survive as a parasite, coz they stick until one serve as a host. Be independent in the deeds. Be independent in the thoughts. Breathe free to grow healthy.
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Be mindful of what you consume, for it shapes your being. Nourish your vessel with compassion, as your diet influences your inclinations. Choose your music judiciously, for rhythm resonates deeply with your soul. Be mindful of what you read, as words penetrate straight to your heart. Always practice prudence, for the devil’s trickery often hides in the guise of necessity.
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For each picked lily there are paper flowers that wish to come alive.
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Some wines should be allowed to breathe, others should be strangled as quickly as possible.
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Through the strait pass of suffering—
The Martyrs—even—trod.
Their feet—upon Temptations—
Their faces—upon God—
A stately—shriven—Company—
Convulsion—playing round—
Harmless—as streaks of Meteor—
Upon a Planet's Bond—
Their faith—the everlasting troth—
Their Expectation—fair—
The Needle—to the North Degree—
Wades—so—thro' polar Air!
--Emily Dickinson
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"If you really wanted to taste the Pilgrim of Life, you must lick the bitterness of failure, drink the water of patience, work very harder and wait for the diffusion of the sweetest Pilgrimage upon your tongue."
©® Muhammad Abdulhamid kumo
2024
#SpringHearted
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" A familiar needle can't prick you more than once"
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“Of fear and pain and haunting Death- do cometh now and seeks his rest. I play my part and sign my role= away to Death and his old tricks. And watch the hours slowly tick.”
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I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.—William Tecumseh Sherman
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The real world is where the monsters are.
– Rick Riordan
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When you can fall no further and you have hit the hard ground.
The only way now is up so pick yourself up brush yourself down and rise up like a phoenix and smile.that knowing smile that you have come back stronger better and wiser.
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The devil can turn a toothpick into a murder weapon.
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I know God has no part in the lottery, but I buy a few tickets anyway, in case He wants to lend a hand.
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People who creep under your skin,
are those who’re there through thick or thin.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Charlie Sherriff
"Mountains stand as silent poets, their verses etched in stone, telling ancient stories to those who climb high enough to listen."
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Kick me, take my money, steal my wife...but insult my poetry~ now we got a problem.
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As night takes it tall the hours ticking by the emotions of the past keep on draining the tank till its on empty everything falls appart in to a million words nothing makes sense in the end it seems lost IN ALL KNOW THIS
You're still here the night might be dark but the sun will always rise in the morning and love is not a emotion its a action and play it cool the world is a nasty place but give it time
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All the liars and enablers and fawning media are panicking now because they have been exposed on national TV. The big lie is out. Joe and his handlers and carers are busy devising a new way to gaslight you, to make you believe it was all just a bad day. You have been played for a fool!
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Angst is like quicksand... the harder you struggle the deeper you sink
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We cannot stop times tick tock, but we can make time on earth rock.
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Go quickly, before I become you.
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Don’t buy me a bouquet of dollars
But hand pick me a bunch of weeds
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Love is The God Particle -- the elusive particle science seeks, from which all things came and will go back to -- Love is pure, unchangeable omnipotence. It can be lied about, mimicked, but children know the Real-deal, our beloved pets know, a faithful spouse knows...only politicians and bankers remain entirely oblivious.
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Sailing over the most gracious silver moon immersed into stelliferous seiche waves. Happy oysters gaze through sparkling pearls. The silence, the breeze bestows content and delight. solitude frolicking with lavender sillage through the smiling night!
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Piffle fills the stubborn brains of idiots. They prefer sticking to their creed rather than attest their pervasiveness.
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