Tag: love
group name: designers
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April 09, 2006 07:59 PM EDT --
I saw the sparkling halo
That was set before my eyes
It seemed to be so magical
I didn't seem surprised
There were people all around me
As a I circled the room that night
And wondered . . . more
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September 04, 2006 12:24 PM EDT --
It is the end of all endings and the beginning of all beginnings. An intersection in time where the flow reverses. Where what was flowing away begins flowing towards.
Such moments are profoundly healing. . . . more
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May 24, 2006 11:22 PM EDT --
a small crowd gathered around the site of the crash. a man lay severely injured, crushed under the weight of his motorcylce, bleeding from his right leg and crying for help. it was late in the afternoon, . . . more
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August 08, 2006 12:07 AM EDT --
As the breeze plays the leaves like a wind chime, pushing back their pale milky undersides, the whole tree swaying, a dancer's arms held high, gently bending backwards and forwards, the leaves flipping . . . more
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April 09, 2006 12:22 PM EDT --
My Grandmother was in the hospital a few weeks ago when she told me that she was embarrassed by the fact that she had not shaved the hairs on her chin. It was very sad because she was stuck in the . . . more
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September 05, 2006 09:24 AM EDT --
The Grumpy Old Bookman has a review of John Sarno's, The Divided Mind. Dr. Sarno began exploring possible causes for pain for which there seemed no physical cause and which did not respond to treatment: . . . more
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January 13, 2007 03:11 PM EST --
The mysteries of the stars are kept
In files of immense singularity,
Just as one thought of you and me
Would fill up all the spaces of my mind
Am I a mystery to you?
You are a must to me!
How may we . . . more
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March 10, 2007 10:21 AM EST --
Joey's First Movie
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June 21, 2006 01:48 PM EDT --
When they came to pick me up at school, I knew it was serious. Gram was in the principal's office. Her full face was usually soft with the curves of her smile. This time the softness was gone. "What . . . more
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November 22, 2006 10:46 PM EST --
The family had all gathered for the last reading of the will... each piece of the man's life parceled and divied up... as his wife sat stone like in shock... listening to the lawyer reciting figures, . . . more
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June 30, 2006 09:19 PM EDT --
Submarine Blues, International House, Mistaken Identity
My stubborn hair has grown longer since you left for sea;
At night I read the thin blue letters you send to me.
Downstairs Ben . . . more
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August 15, 2006 05:57 PM EDT --
if I could be with you today
you know that our love would find a way
if only I could
you know that I would
if you could just give some time to me
I know that I'd feel your esctacy
if only you could . . . more
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May 15, 2006 04:47 PM EDT --
Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a sucka for movies directed by visionaries who capture powerful tales by the lens of their imagination. One such director is Darren Arnofsky. For . . . more
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July 18, 2006 10:18 PM EDT --
two lost souls
crying in the rain
two lost souls
trying to explain
the common pain we share
that substitutes for care
how could it come to pass
looking through a glass
two hearts hope
for an end to tears . . . more
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November 20, 2007 12:59 PM EST --
If you kiss my soft pink lips,
I'll know you love me.
If you don't, just walk away.
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February 21, 2006 02:05 PM EST --
I once was a beacon of light
Like sunlight that touches people's souls
For a brief moment in time
I was given a gift
A showing of the possibilities
Of what my life could become
It is . . . more
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March 28, 2007 06:23 PM EDT --
My step-niece Alexis will be 7 years old in July. Emma will be 3 in April, Chase, two in December, and Tye, 1 in Sept, and there's another one on the way.
The older the kids get, the easier they are . . . more
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July 07, 2007 09:45 PM EDT --
Lost in a daydream
Soft blades of grass on my back
Smiling in the park
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March 31, 2006 09:25 AM EST --
I thought you'd be there
Always standing tall
Against the storm
Never faltering
I came to you for peace
And reassurance
Knowing and believing
That you'd always be there
. . . more
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August 29, 2006 12:25 PM EDT --
Grief floats over the world, palpable in its pores. Grief, the wail of loss, inconsolable. Where even the angels weep. Grief, dark twin of love. The world is their stage: no-one escapes . . . more
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