humans
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There is the Human, and there is the Self
There is the human spirit – resiliance – perseverance – love – inclusion – survival a common intrinsic energy, from all directions, and in all directions. And there is the self – with an edge – imagining outside the box – with inner joy – with inner want – with inner universes – each potentially…
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Every single step
of every single walk in every single day of every single year for every single being — physically, mentally, emotionally is an inventive breath, more than a satisfaction smile
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Life is not easy being human
which is why each human is surrounded by other humans, and together they are humanity.
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Sing
If you can’t sing, sing. If you’re happy, sing. When you are sad, sing. Whenever you are confused, sing. If you are angry, sing. If confused, sing. If you want to be in happiness, sing. Sing your heart out. Sing your mind out. Sing your insecurity out, sing your confidence out. If you wish to…
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Music and Philosophy
Music pushes us to listen. Philosophy pushes us to think.
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Deliciousness makes us human
Once upon a time we ate raw, then we cooked. Later on we began adding herbs, spices, parts of flowers, seeds, and other tiny parts of nature to our food. Our palate and our knowledge expanded as a result. It is this expansion and refinement on basic products that made us the demanding and complex…
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I submit
I submit, beyondThere is belief, there is knowledge— god, science, love are called I submit, beyondTo dissect into flesh, mind, spirit, consciousnessI submitnot passively Why avoid death, when it may be challenged?The transition might be to ceaseCan I submit?
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The Human
For the human, everywhere is a stage. On a stage, one is to share stories, rather than instruct, rather than show. The story told — in its beauty and its madness — needs to be understood by the teller, before addressing the listener in its own story. Storytelling wants a communicator that feels the depth…
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My Enlightenment Period — thank you, and happy birthday, Peter Gabriel!
The 1980s were my enlightening period; they were the moment in which I took the corset off which was to support my spine, my goals and vision, protect my soul, guide and nourish me — the Christian view of life. Without the mildest clue of how I was to walk, breathe, project or hope in…
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of god
I read flight inducing novelsreferences from her story and historyconverse with creative scientistswith devoted believerspartake of fruit juices released by treesof juices of flyers, walkers, swimmersI have struckheld backsmiled and criedhave learnedhave forgottenhave recalledhave lived aplenty, and lives aplentyOneness is all grandmajuscule grand, minuscule grandWill god ever take place?
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Celebration Day — twenty-three
Today is handwriting day.
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‘unconditional love’ is a curious term, proclaimed and conceptualized in counseling sessions by many
I simply wonder, can ‘it’ be called love if it is conditional?
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Erda to Wotan: “You know enough”
Some days there seems to be an alignment of stars within. The universe, planets, meteors, all are within. Breathing becomes a peaceful restlessness; beneath my cheeks, around its bones, a sensation resembles an ever so minimal flowing of drops of lemon; teeth as if about to grind; sometimes tears flow. For years I summed it…
Sila Blume 