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One with the bees.One with the trees.One with the wonder,That fills you with easeWhenever you witnessHow great art our Lord. One with the Oneness.One with the Word.
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Enlightenment is always available.It’s always a moment awayYou simply cannot ‘ruin’ your life’.It doesn’t belong to you anyway.This is why suicide’s stupid.You’re giving up, for what?You’re just going to come right back here.And start over again from the jump.
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Don’t ever waste a moment regrettingUnreciprocated Love.All Love is always reciprocated.Nothing is given to others at all.Every gift’s only to you.Blessing your neighbor is blessing your brother.All of our lives intertwine.It doesn’t matter who “owns” what.Nothing here’s yours And nothing is mine.
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Thanks for sharing my world with me.I just want you to know,That I will give you everything you needIn o to grow.Love I’ve got and freely give.I’ve got loads of it in store.I’ll bless you with it permanently.I’ll always give you more.
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What’s best,I confess,Is known only by you.It mustBe this—What I’m going through.There’s really no question.It has to be true.For everything’s leading meCloser to You.
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A Poem about Gratitude. Thank You for the trees.Thank You for the seas.Thank You for the breeze.Thank You for my knees. Thank You for the birds.I know that it’s absurd.That they tell us they areDinosaurs.I don’t believe a word. Thank You for the day.Thank You for them all.Thank You for the rise.Thank You for the…
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It’s All Hallows Eve soon.You know what that means,Sugar marketing in the form ofHalloween.It’s really absurd.You wanna know how it started?Inviting people in for meals.Real food!This is retarded.Sorry if you’re offended by that.If you can’t help it,Not talking ‘bout you.Just study what sugar does to these kids!And does to adults too! This calls sugar a…
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I used to be the other day,But that weren’t even me.This ain’t either,Keep up, mouth-breather.They made-up History.And that weren’t you!What I’m telling you’s true.I know it is hard to believe.Your brain is focused on extending your life,But often Fate intercedes. The point of this poem is to not be so focused on dying it ruins…
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Fertile
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When you know that you are GodWhat Man can stand against you?You are the Creator!It’s not even an issue!Nothing here can hurt you!You’re invincible, eternal.Mother’s watching over you.And she is always fertile.




