Monthly Archives: August 2017

PUSHING your rosy pink theory your utopian way of life never having lived a moment on a street never hungry, cold, broke alone or with your children never beaten emotionally or physically time and again always had mommy and daddy … Continue reading

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If I were but a poet, I would write flowery words of love to you As a sculptor, I would form your likeness in clay With brush and paint on canvas, I would ingrain your likeness as seen by my … Continue reading

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Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you ~Carl Jung Important to me but afraid to say for the ridicule I know will come, the overheard … Continue reading

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The biggest fallacy…we are alone No you know that can’t be true Others have been here and gone Leaving footprints for us to follow Instruction carved in caverns hollow How to treat our earth and all that she is Not … Continue reading

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