Clouded Skys In Afternoon Showers
The Sky Rings Out its Last Drops Dry.
As the Light of the one eyed 
Breaks Through the night 
like waves crashing over foreign shores
a jealous moon
retires to a temple of thought 
Stomaching his defeat wishing to swallow the suns horizon.
To have loved and still have 
Remorse and Regret


Both Sample a palet of un sang psalms of retained scriptures


to tail that deep 
is Destiny
But a failed love is darker then the Belly of the nights Shadow


Their !
a long Silence 
And a soft Breeze Blows
.........
The words I HATE YOU
Feels like Warmth into the mouth of a snow soft carven
The sun gives warmth, the days go by the sun stays warm and still the days go by.....
Love
Is the Extremely 
Difficult realization 
that something other
than oneself is real


-Iris Murdoch


CONTACT

ELLIE
      (a beat, then
       softly)
  You may not believe this... but
  there's a part of me that wants more
  than anything to believe in your
  God.  To believe that we're all here
  for a purpose, that all this...
  means something.  But it's because
  that part of me wants it so badly
  that I'm so stubborn about making
  sure it isn't just self-delusion.
  Of course I want to know God if
  there is one... but it has to be
  real.  Unless I have proof how can I
  be sure?

     JOSS
  Do you love your parents?

     ELLIE
      (startled)
  I never knew my mother.  My father
  died when I was nine.

     JOSS
  Did you love him?

     ELLIE
      (softly)
  Yes.  Very much.

     JOSS
  Prove it.

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These can be along the dimensions of race, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, socio-economic status, age, physical abilities, religious beliefs, political beliefs, or other ideologies. It is the exploration of these differences in a safe, positive, and nurturing environment.

Don’t spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door. I invented my life by taking for granted that everything I did not like would have an opposite, which I would like. There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time!




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Happiness and Peace
is getting more and more out of my reach
Violence and revolution
seems to be 
all that the people want to preach
your gunning down you brother
molesting 
your sister and your Mothers 
in the streets
And 
the Presidents Talkn about CHANGE
but nobody got enough sense
to come in from out of the rain


WOOOOOOOOOOOAAAHHHHH 
I Said 


Happiness and Peace...

WHY LIFE ?

This is the puzzle of the day i ask they say?
assumption is
theory it
matter can occur
and atoms are examples
of answers with long words
like Extraterrestrial?

-Froget perfect
-forget the news...
-forget religion...
-forget Science...
-forget your intuition...
-forget the morals that you live with...
-forget love...
-forget socialism...
-forget dreaming of...
-forget sickness...
-forget america needs a lot of work right now
-Forget race doesn't define you
-Forget growing your own wings
-Forget normal doesn't exist
-Forget growing a back bone

they want to put one in ur helmet!

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DEEP IN THE JUNGLE BUSTIN


get High like penicillin


a. Old new day the beginning of the End
to let _ _ _ Know all my feelings
Would be an
Emotional ambush
on my conscious roots

I recall LOOKING for your trees heart

but then POUNDING on the trees bark

because _ _ _ gave these ways of none Entrances

like a maze I'm fenced in

a.long a path i feel is right despite our miss halfs

i have to call M like i see M...

its like tic tac toe xoxo xxx...

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