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The Idea Called Earth
Idea An idea took form and manifested and was called Earth. Its essence rests unsoiled, untarnished and floats also in a Sea of Tranquility. The green forests are lavish, unspoiled and the blue waters clear. Farther yet from mind is the essence called man; his essence greater by far than what he…
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The Best Of All Worlds
The Best Of All Worlds It was said before in this best of all possible worlds. . . that we will surely miss this. It has to do with the sweet ways of greeting to demonstrate love and of mostly handling the common place. There are those worlds of which we speak where frame of…
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A Heralded Future
A Heralded Future Psychic experience is labeled as phenomena because it is not sufficiently understood. It is called paranormal because it is outside the average person’s experience. What it is, is memory. Having lifetimes behind them and coming into this world with open or partially opened heads and talents that moth and rust do not…
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The Chime Clock
The Chime Clock It is far past the hour when the bell chimes and I know when the hour will strike again. Many times we’ve heard the bell strike our time only to ignore the possibility of a door opening. We think it closes forever on us, yet the motive for its closure is to…
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Thoughts Enroute
Thoughts Enroute The cliché ‘I am only human’ is a self qualifier and an excuse in case of failure. Reverse psychology would have humans admitting their divine self and then the Heavens would have reason to shout, ‘Prove it!’ We then might not fall so squarely on our ethics. The only tool necessary in physical…
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In All Things
In All Things In all things, the wheat will be gathered and the chaff discarded. The kernel bears the fruit but the husk in its time will yield its stuff. It will be found worthy by those in search of husks. And then the chaff discarded will be left to kernel another time. The lilies…
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Beginnings
Beginnings We began in universal waters as particles of nonsense, showing no discernment. We collided and combusted when two immutable pieces united. We formed an eye of calm in the maelstrom and grew. Spongy surfaces clung to us and weedlike trails spun from us. With no conscious knowledge we grew and yielded a vitrum that…
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Memory Quilt
Memory Quilt When it is time I will draw high my memory quilt, to cover shivering bones. Pictured will be events richly patterned and pleasing to the soul. Astonishing not to recall emotions pressed beyond belief, battles fought to frightful finishes. Left like barnacles clinging to a disabled craft, slippery in substance, suitable…