"AI go far away true writes do Not want to play."
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“The soul doesn’t shout — it writes in metaphors.”
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When someone speaks or writes garbage, you know where their heart is.
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You can tell who writes from the heart -- there is a living quality to those works transcending mere Intellectualism.
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"A writer writes because they feel or see something. An AI writes because they are made to write."
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All my writes are personal tries and self revelations. Hoping I am not so different, and maybe what worked/failed for me will benefit others.
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"The poetry of cancer lies not in the disease itself, but in the resilience of the human spirit it unveils. Amidst the shadows of struggle, every heartbeat writes a verse of courage, every breath composes a stanza of hope, transforming pain into a testament of survival and strength."
Don Iannone, Cancer caregiver, Cleveland Clinic, Cleveland, Ohio
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"Reeds love rivers, as the fading and transitory things of the world delight us. If, however, anyone shall pluck up this reed from the Earth, and strip off it's useless parts, spoiling the old man with his deeds, and guide it by the hand of a Scribe writing quickly, it begins to be no more a Reed, but a Pen, which impresses the precepts of the Heavenly Scriptures on the Hidden Places of the mind and writes them on the Tables Of The Heart"
- St.Ambrose
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"A writer writes, because they love to write."
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Poetry and writing, conveys a story, written by the writer for the writer, intentionally or ignorantly unaware they are sharing their psyche, with the reader. It is a form of journaling. The beautifully precious and precocious Anne Frank comes to mind, her poignant and profound writes of Light came in the darkest moments of her young life.
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"A writer writes a poem or a book. The poem or the book goes to the reader. The reader takes the poem or book on. It no longer belongs to the writer. It now belongs to the reader."
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"It is always good to trust some
people who were born to be good
but put a question on hypocrites daily."
Quote by Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
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"You call it names as it does not suit your lies and other hypocrites"
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
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"A true writer, writes because they love to write."
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"Poets are writes with words and stories."
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The novice writes a poem -- the poet writes poetry....
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a pen dipped in blood as is a robe so writes a mind now is unrobed
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a pen dipped in blood
as is a robe
so writes a mind
now is unrobed
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Feminists are ideological hypocrites. Oh equality for the sexes except when it comes to actual equality.
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"Dear Writer, Have a blessed day writing away your beautiful writes to all of the readers."
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Life is poetry. Each book writes itself.
Beware of the sale however, for it is only on today.
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no recipe contains ingredients to make of life a food, it writes itself amidst the eating
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Hypocrites, hypocrites,
standing tried and true.
Standing on one subject
and making it two.
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'A writer writes, always!' Write for ANY reason, just write! I believe we are special tools for the Creative Conscience, and learning to hear that voice begins by just articulating or activating, and staying attuned to what happens. Put the pen to paper - or fingers to the keyboard - see where it takes you, and apply those results to your puddle of wisdom... swirl it, dip your toes, taste the sweet and bitter. Yes - just DO it!
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She amazingly writes about the love in the rain and in this way, she just bleeds her pain through her Pen
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Hypocrites are more dangerous than real destroyers.
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A Poet who writes from the heart takes ordinary themes and expresses them in extraordinary ways using imagery.
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A poet is not a lazy person or a lazy man's job, just an ordinary man who writes extraordinary things
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When I writes a poem I feel like someone who has successfully, bid the whole sky.
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What I find is that I know of a women from my past, I think, a member of the poetry community here infiltrating my poems with comments. It's funny. She writes under the guise of different accounts ... I call them wooden ducks... she says oh, oh, your poem is so good. Fake praise, I think. She throws me a 7. I laugh. We're cats and dogs.
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