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 Dawn's gift ribbons pinken the sky.

 Soon unwrapped is the present

 of the Sun's alllighting presence.

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Horses need their nostrils cleaned so that they can breathe. It's hard to do with hooves.
How can pigs scratch their backs..They can't reach them with their feet.
Voiceless lambs bound for slaughter can't say that they have thirst
Dogs given laryngectomies in labs
so that they can't cry their pain
Forest animals.. their homes bulldozed...Where can they go?
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The crabapple tree weaves her
fruits for many a day
only to see them drop onto the
pavement and be smashed. But the streetsweeper

gathered them and tossed them into the woods

behind his home.
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"Beware of Greeks bearing gifts"
was said of the Trojan horse.
Ignore cats bearing dead mice,
lest they think one approves.
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The cheerful lift spirits
Bubblers are doublers.
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The high tide recedes
Presents to all he deeds
He will return soon
with 'gifts from the sea'
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"Beware of Greeks bearing gifts"
was said of the Trojan horse.
Ignore cats bearing dead mice,
lest they think one approves.
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The crabapple tree weaves her
fruits for many a day
only to see them drop onto the
pavement and be smashed.
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For the Good Shepherd's pie
no creature did die

 

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In the European Union there is much less

 

privacy violation by government, phone and internet

 

corporations. There are more free health care, fewer food ads

 

and lethal pharmaceutical ads on tv and radio,

 

lower drug costs, healthier more slender people,

 

no immoral illegal wars, no prisoner murdering executions,

 

better animal rights and environment laws.

 

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God bless the eyes of all sentient beings today and always, every way and all ways

 

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There is a grocery store in our neighborhood.  The price of the reusable bags the owners sell is beyond the ability of many.  The store chose to have no plastic bags, only deforesting paper ones which cause more climate change, habitat destruction, drought.

 

If the owners had environmental consciousness they would stop selling animal flesh and sell the reusable bags at cost. 

 

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The FDA's black box warnings on antidepressants is in regard to their correlation to homicides and suicides. Perhaps antidepressants should be called prodepressants.

 

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Daily newspaper writers, magazine editors, etc. do not have their initials carved into trees as a sign of love, but as a notice that they are guilty of arboricide.

 

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Robert F Kennedy lost his faith for a while after his brother was assassinated, but after pain, faith came slowly dripping in.

 

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 The lambs are shorn before they are shiv'd

 

Soldier children have died before they have lived

 

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God bless you each way and all ways

 

God give you a painless path today and always

 

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 The Tibetan monk lay weak on his deathbed. Numberless times his servant the Wind turned his prayer wheel.

 

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To the candle the flame gives entire yet never diminished is his own fire.

 

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 The sun does not set. It is the earth which turns away.  God never rejects mankind. It is humans who reject God

 

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Beach footprints by tidewater erased. Snow footprints
by the sun melted away. Sooner or later God forgives all transgressions.

 

 

 

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The Gita states that when the student is ready, the teacher appears.

 

 We need not seek the sun. He comes to us.

 

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Nearly all the fountain's water falls but some drops are lifted by the evaporator sun  Sooner or later all souls merge in God.\

 

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Faster than God answers when His Name is invoked are His
responses to cries of agony whether silent or sounded.

 

 

 

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From their hidden cloisters untimely ripped are oysters

 

For their flesh or pearls shells thrown away

 

where there's no moisture

 

 

 

 

 

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Near the hickory there's skyblue chicory. Beneath the grey cloud cover,
   gold grain fields radiate. Sky and earth reversed

 

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Discarded pieces of a quartered baby lamb are thrown into the lambsquarters

 

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How did the words of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades of warmonger pastors?

 

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The sunset dyed red cloud like Jesus' Turin shroud
rinsed by night of blood in purity shines outloud.

 

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With the most leaks the boat
of democracy best floats

 

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Hurricane Kate forced proud palms to take padnamaskar of the humble ocean.

 

As the sea everywhere has feet it's not hard for the trees to show devotion.

 

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In World War II, did God select a thorn to remove a thorn?
Churchill the bulldog to remove Hitler the attack dog?

 

(Neither country was a true democracy. Both leaders were
involved in the bombing of millions of civilians)

 

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He plucked a daisy from her plant and began to tear off
petals one by one..saying 'she loves me she loves me not
she loves me she loves me not she loves me'

 

but the daisy felt he loved her not

 

 

 

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Dick Van Dyke, Sally Jesse Rafael, Wayne Dyer
for a while they lived in cars. Jesus Christ, Buddha,

 

Krishna.. for a while they lived neath stars.

 

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Classroom teachers reported that

 

children who watched the 3 Stooges

 

were hitting others on the playground

 

like violent unaware scrooges.

 

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The country will be better without

 

insider traders and insider traitors.

 

 

 

 

 

God bless the eyes of all sentient beings today and always, every way and all ways

 

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He's positive about everything..
and so found a reason to be grateful
about insomnia... it prevents
nightmares'

 

 

 

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Footnote:

 

 

 

Oysters are coprophagous or waste eaters... and as such are correlated to food poisoning incidents and anaphylactic shock

 

God is beyond gender. Men and women are equal. 

 

 

It's been a while since I've seen you, been a while since I've heard from you.
Your face is the one thing I can still see, and your voice is the one thing I can still hear.
Mentally, I saw you walking, but you passed me, and didn't notice I was there.
I tried to call out to you, but you didn't hear me.

Once, I thought I loved you, everyone else seemed to think I did too.
But all I felt went away very quickly, like I knew it would. 
When I met you, I was happy, we talked almost always, and it was great having someone to talk to.
You were there, when he wasn't. 

I appreciate and love you for that.

I've tried to picture what it would be like if I was with you, what it would be like if I was yours instead of his.
Would I be happier? Would I experience what I'm not right now?
So many questions, and so many answers which I haven't found. 
Everytime I am alone, I feel some sort of sadness, some sort of emptyness.

Not that it completely has to do with you or him, but I think more to do with the loneliness I've been living with.
Making myself believe things could be different every time I find someone new.
But, you know how it goes, and how its gone for me.
How to walk away from something seems easy, but sometimes, people struggle even when they know they have to let go.

Being with someone new is something I almost don't want to do again.
I don't want to tell anyone else stories of my past, and how I once was.
I don't want to do things and not keep it to myself.
I've always been a quiet and reserved girl, I've always been you could say, overly careful about who I allow to touch me.

Doing things with him, I grew comfortable with, and something I became okay with.
Doing things with you, I've questioned, and thought of, something I would've had to grow comfortable and okay with.
Could I ever do things with you, can I see myself doing things with you, and would I ever see and hear you again........but this time, for real?

 

 

I look at how other girls live their lives, and sometimes think of how they handle being physical. 
How do they allow themselves to give their all to one guy, and then another after some time has passed?
is there never any regret? Is there never any fear and doubt?
Where does the trust comfort and idea of being okay with it come from?
If things go wrong, how are they able to allow themselves to do it again, and with someone else who isn't meant to be their someone?

And off the topic I wonder, how was someone like you, able to seemingly fall for me?
I am a damaged broken record you see. 
What is there to possibly like about me, how can one like me, and why?
Even after trying to be with someone for 5 years, I still don't know why he chose me........but then there's you. 
Why did you pick me? why havent you given up? Why do you still wish to have me?
What is there, aside from the reason to do with my body, to like about a woman like me?

 

The Wind is never too late
Minutes and hours may pool into an endless shadow clock
but She cares not for the tick tock tick tock
She has been cast into many worlds
With no hope to ever unfurl

Ravaged with unrest
We seek Her company but know not what is best
For Her

She curls Her arms in a lover's embrace
We reach out in hope
We leave with despair

To Her
we are a ghost of live's past
we are a measure of time She cannot understand
we become dust in Her shapeless lands

And yet... the Wind is never too late
She casts Her endless touch
Hoping        needing        yearning

She is here
She is now
She is always
(The past cannot present itself
when the future was never there)

Sadness beckons, widens, and burdens
And like a loose cannon
we shoot out into the distance
reaching out for anything

To hold
To conquer
To master
To love

But, The Wind... She knows
She is never too late
She catches our follies when we become one with the daisies
She carries our songs which blankets those worlds
She chronicles our stories and heralds them across endless sands

The Wind is here
The Wind is now
The Wind is always

For us
For Her

PINK RIBBONS OF LIGHT

Each morning the sun's presence
gives of himself as presents
wrapped most days in streaming
pink ribbons of light

-saiom shriver-

 

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ice cold numbness

bathing the hands and feet

of soldiers past

doused in healing water

reaching into portals beyond

and flesh and bones 

of days gone by

and a time where sirens

fill the skies

the laughter of chidren dies

 

he glazed the tip of the scapel

to the wound in my mind

unknowing if whether

the stitch would hold

but had faith in the light of my eyes

her pain was great and lasted years

but the greater pain seen in his tears

a universal bandaid was what he saw

to nulify the scars of war

 

the surgeon's hopes 

are filled with fears

but love outlasts

all human tears

 

 

 

12:48 PM 7/4/2013

 

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Go on and just let it rain

Rain on down

I don’t care

Anyhow

Keep on washing

This pain away

I don’t care

She’s gone away

 

Twilight’s moonlight

Shines against the sun

Hasn’t taken over yet

But I know it’s won

Just like how I feel right now

Numbness sets on me

Taking away how I felt

What we could’ve been

 

Hell ya rain is a good thing

Because where would I really be

Without it taking away my thoughts

And all my memory

Without my past

I have a future

So just go on

 

And just let it rain

Rain on down

I don’t care

Anyhow

Keep on washing

This pain away

I don’t care

She’s gone away

so enticed by your own suffering..

it keeps coming back around.. 

just when you think you're standing up, you get pushed down.

you wonder, but why bother..

 

I know what that feels like... 

to be swallowing dirt, with your face planted into the ground..

your mind is in constant crucifixion..

you can't look at the clouds, & know the sun is behind it.. 

 

the hands of time move in circles...

quality is not quantity.. 

tomorrow is not today.

 

if this storm hovers over me,

if it fucking pours down on me,

for all eternity..

raindrops will glisten through my eyes.. 

you'll see I never tried to hide.. 

 

because the rain can bring out our true colors,

when given the chance to pass..

I will walk along a street of rainbows,

while the past burns, & falls to ash.. 

 

my heart says not to turn, & walk away.. 

but so badly it yearns to fly, & just escape..

oh, Sweet Euphoria..

 

Time flies by way too fast

And what was the present’s now the past

And I think how we were back then

The trees whisper your name again

 

Sing to me sweet memories

Of just how great things used to be

Remind me again what went wrong

To end the time when we’d get along

Laughing and playing in the summer breeze

Jumping in the river from an old tree

I remember how great things were back then

Sing to me sweet memories

 

Twelve years later at a county fair

Our first date I was so scared

But your hand felt so right in mine

How would I know I’d forget that time?

Our wedding day, and honeymoon

Before long you’re a mother soon

I felt like I was on top then

I wish I could go back again

 

Sing to me sweet memories

Of just how things used to be

Of how her kiss felt that night

How holding her felt so right

Knowing my son was on the way

Thanking God everyday

I remember how great things were back then

Sing to me sweet memories

 

Here I sit in a Hospital room

Doctor says it will be soon

Forgotten life for so long

And my body is not so strong

But as I’m leaving, just before I pass

I see my life through the looking glass

And I see my wife once again

I remember how it was back when

 

Sing to me sweet memories

Of just how things used to be

Kiss my wife every night

Living, loving through my life

Now to Your Son, I’m on my way

Thank You God everyday

For letting me remember how things were back then

Sing to me sweet memories

 

Sweet memories