environment
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I bet this is in the Bible. I will try to research it later and see if so, but we do know all throughout the Bible wells are mentioned prominently as are people bathing or washing in rivers. Mostly allegorically. Do you know why even cites on rivers and lakes always dug wells or were…
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Ordinarily rare Is somewhat unfair When normal is Psychopathy I pretend not to care But I’m too aware Of the suffering All around me If the guy is a twig (or even if big!) I’ll stand up for Little ol me. The rules that they state Intend to placate But that never worked well on…
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How can you go on with your typical day When so much we need to survive is at stake? How can you live on, and simply kill time When everything’s threatened and we’ve crossed the line? I find it so hard to simply exist And know what I know—we cannot subsist. Between all Earth’s creatures…
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A windswept, vacant verdant field…
Where all my dreams reside— Secrets that I dare not yield! I’d rather keep inside. Although I let its grasses grow, I rather think the world Of that verdant, windswept field Of Nature’s grace unfurled—
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Winter is coming much later these days. All our unending in so many ways. Our time on Earth’s fleeting — just flitting about Survival’s a razorblade’s width from without. In so many ways I am cooler than most Hanging around with Shakespeare and Poe’s ghosts. If money is not life’s conditional prize, Then beauty is…
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We came over to Utopia But could not recognize it. A blissful land ‘o plenty Then thought we’d supersize it. ‘Manifest Destiny,’ We called it with no shame. We called the natives savages And then, their land, we claimed. We didn’t know we didn’t know And then assumed the right To push aside our fellow…
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Gaia speaks in the whisper of the breeze. Tune in to the rhythm of the spirit of the Earth. Benjamin Stone
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Flitting butterflies are bringing Simple kinds of rain Cries ignored are barely heard O’er cries of grievance slain. People wander in the dark Cause if they had a clue They’d urinate themselves in fear And not know what to do. They’d leap like Lemmings off a cliff Into the ocean blue.
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‘Why’ is the driving force of all the wisdom in the world. It motivates the cries of a newborn babe. It represents each step we take growing up. But today our whys take on a new tone. We’re asking whys we never anticipated asking. Why are the animals disappearing? Why is it so warm on…
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Faeries are little evil things Made of mischief, guilt and wings You’ll often find them visiting Courtiers and Kings. They love to whisper in their ears And change the world with a word. And that explains a lot of things Like why there are fewer birds.
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The seas will surely rise and the towers will fall This thriving mass of people will be nothing at all And the whole of human knowledge like the empty bee hives Will be inconstruable to anything that survives. I once wrote proudly thinking my honeyed words Would be somewhat everlasting but that thought was absurd…
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I dreamed a lonely world that’s not Forsaken nor is stirred although it Does get kinda lonely in my head! The only issue, guv Well, it’s a— Bout the girl I love… I haven’t Seen a single hair of her in bed! Well she must have gone away I really hate she couldn’t stay …
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I use my words to paint the page What glory do they bring? What fancy of the multitude? What charm? What wit? What bling? What courage to the men that read? What magic in my bones? And should we poll the multitude? To see whose side they’re on? And what path will you choose, young…
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Devious
There’s something about that smile How it brightens up my day (Always) Something, for a while, I’ve really meant to say: A secret that we keep—we know— We just don’t dare to say. The distance is so vast between But I can’t stay away. Innocent on its face But devious at heart Cannot help predicament…
Musings of the Mad 