Tag: healing
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Never Again
Sometimes, Better is not a repair but a severance, a tearing away, an obliteration of all that hinders, and a constant responsible mourning that yesterday and all its blunders will never again come upon us…
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A House of Horrors
In between us and happiness is a tailored door sealing an ineludible house of horrors of screaming shut eyes that remind us not of how we lived but how we died at every hour… The children become what they’re told and the love they are born with grows cold Pops loves the bottle better so…
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See
I’ve been living so long not knowing when I faded away Perhaps the deadness we feel is a failure to get closer, to unheed the needed call, to flap away from the center of the soul’s marrow are people really this rude? or have they been living so long they can’t hear their own cries…
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י
Returning is to love what has never been seen and to find one’s heart at the core of its Being and no words can tell of this wonder when its embrace tears the stony heart asunder and of all treasures to ask in its presence the only pleasure is to bask in its essence…
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Ode to a Voice
Be free jump, express not giving a fuck talk without thinking run and growl howl at the moon let go be naked and scream conquer everything go deep into bliss be fruitful and multiply escape the prison into freedom be oneself laugh proudly and show chipped teeth Love yourself embrace it lift the now drop…
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Champ
I love my son He is the expression of what could have been, what could be, and what is to be…. Love in every dimension.
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A Place Called Alone
They said I’d find nothing there nothing but trouble, confusion, despair… They said I’d go crazy and die there and everything they did to keep me from it… But I dared and found that in the place called Alone, behind the fog of nothingness and the pale of silence, was home…
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Reluctant Sculptor
Existence is in the silence in the breakage and pauses of action everything beautifully orchestrated has not been created but meticulously etched away, by omission, by slumber, by numbness… and the most exceptional rareties are sculpted often by deep solemn pain a halting howling of cosmological chaos Life is not a flow but an eternal…
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Wheel
and that’s how some of us get better.. from moment to moment from passing to passing saying less and reconciling, forgiving, understanding, again and again…