I write for my own good if i don't my thoughts will drive me to madness
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I hope heaven has pizza parlors, and little establishments with local craft beers. And jukeboxes with hits from the 50's. And good Italian ices. And drive-ins, and moonlight canoeing. And And And.............. The best of earth would be heaven enough for me.
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It’s not the end of the world yet. I wonder, when that moment faces us, if it is the poetry in our veins that will drive Love home in man (and woman).
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When you’ve walked through a storm and have arrived safely home, you realise you never walked alone. There’s someone out there who mingles with you, seeing you safe till your door is shut to.
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"Pain is the fire that refines our strength; it may burn, but it fuels the drive to rise higher."--Neo Lechwenyo
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“He who tendeth first the hearth of his own soul,
doth rend the veil 'twixt self and all,
and in that silent concord, mercy ascendeth
as river, flame, and marrow through the bones of the world.”
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Shivers through your body in the strangest places. Mystic creatures with skin torn faces. Bleeding hands bones show through bright red rivers and a misty dew.
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Pain strives to firmly grasp our heart's door so it opens to reveal us.
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"Change arrives by stealth for
nothing changes until it must
as it keeps its own dark ledger."
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“You arrive at the edge and realize the edge has been waiting.”
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Love is the Force that moves men to Greatness
for without Love, we would strive for Nothing
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What could be worse than being dead and deprived from making a difference? Don't let your mistakes weigh you down, stand up and do the needful immediately.
If you're not dead, you're not done.
Greater things are still to come.
Don't walk again in the path where you tripped and fell in hell.
The bleeding Pen.
Blossom Monyei
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"Morning arrives when the brilliant sun first kisses the Atlantic Ocean."
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A gentle guide leaves rivers in the heart
that no storm can dry.
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When you’re depressed, you’re drunk with worries. Don’t drive depressed. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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"An ego driven journey is but a voyage that circles back to emptiness.."
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Hype fades,
drive is forever.
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“What is strength ? Strength is when a river cuts through a rock, not because of its flowing power, but because of its persistance.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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Feelings are the octane
of words...they drive our
poetry: A skip and a jump,
tripping the imagination
fantastic!
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Change come when you have the drive and willingness to exceed your own expectations!
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Some people aren’t meant to know the rivers that you crossed for them.
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We may not be perfect, but we should always strive for perfection.
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The vacuity of world leadership's vision has driven us to futile attempts at healing through politicized, impractical theories of peace. Instead, what we need is to acknowledge and embrace our differences. By solidifying mutual respect for diversity, we can plant the seeds for a small piece of peace to flourish on every doorstep
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I yearn for the simplicity of love The kind that flows effortlessly like a river
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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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"Gan Travieso, Why do you always use free tools to do your projects." - Interrogator
"Cause I have two free hands, a free mind and I practice free speech. I Like to draw freehand, and drive on the freeway." - Gran Travieso
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Anxiety grows in the shadows of uncertainty, feeding on the unknown. But each time we breathe deeply into the present moment, we reclaim power from the future that hasn't yet arrived!
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“When a nation forgets her skill in war, when her religion becomes a mockery, when the whole nation becomes a nation of money-grabbers, then the wild tribes, the barbarians drive in... Who will our invaders be? From whence will they come?”
? Robert E. Howard
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I won't allow life and fate deprive me of my last hope. I'll conquer fear and every adversity that await me.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER - DEDICATED TO Hayley June Brooks
"Wisdom is a river, flowing through the landscape of our thoughts, carving valleys of understanding and mountains of insight."
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