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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.
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“Everything is always exactly okay.”I tell myself this often to get me through the day.“God’s plan is perfect. Every step you take’s divine.Nothing is amiss here. Everything is fine.Just focus on the present.It’s the only thing that matters.Living in regret and fearWill leave your life in tatters.”
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It’s a shame that the ruins of this once great city called Great Venice (not Little Venice. Very interesting.) by the arriving Spaniards, is now buried below modern Mexico City. “The pamphlet described Tenochtitlan in concrete detail, emphasizing its qualities of urban order and government. Tenochtitlan, here dubbed “Great Venice” in recognition of its splendor,…
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Good Lord, I am strong.You created me that way.I didn’t know I was,But learn more every day.I guess that is the point.I know I should be grateful.There’s only need to love.No need to be hateful.For what are You but Love?Incarnate but Divine.Everything is YoursAnd none of this is mine. In the Lotus Sutra it is…
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I know that every ounce of fearIs total lack of faith,But I’ve been traumatized so muchIt’s difficult to faceThe world with confidence things willAlways work out for me.Even though I know deep down,It’s still hard to believe.
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My favorite John William Waterhouse is his Diogenes of Sinope painting which I used to Illustrate the Ode to Diogenes I wrote, “A Man is a Man.”
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Remember the tale of the Prodigal Son?Remember the Father’s joy?For once he was lost, but he was redeemed.It maddened his other boy.For he never strayed.He was faithful for life.Where was the feast for him?“We feast every day!Come pull up a chair, nayA son nor a servant be withheld a meal!”
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Unconditional loveDirectly to You.The one reading this.I am talking to You.I love you my sibling,The way that you are.I appreciate you’re trying.I see all your scars.I know it is lonely,But look to your soul.Just let go and let ThemTake total control.


