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| Fantastic today This i cant maybe the thoughts became strayed, the delustional optic readily forced in a stance. he was convinced that distance became the stick to his resolution- a show made into a guy version captivated, he blames. Sustain a half way crook without a plane resurected into a belted shrine, worth a crime...i must combine. John Doe equated the relishes of propane, his slaves and so were his women vetoed in the disguise of your petty dismay. Ravished precisely, on honesty dwelled by the things we lessoned on germs, its not radish, ambush the dreams conquering situations....meaningless yet a derivative in patience. That silence alarmed radiance and these commodating intutitons left me mindless. | | |
| "the secret"
about philosphers, authors, visonary, entreprenuers, miracle man, etc....get together and put a movie together about the "law of attraction"
After watching this movie made me realize the root of my problems....and the main part was the fact that i was FOCUSING too much on my problems, that one problem after another became another. In conlcusion i drowned myself in these problems and creating more. I lack feeling of passionate ressonance once all this occured, i also lacked faith in myself....and that was my soul dying, not the outer appearance. That's the significance of our soul i think. My views on our souls are as powerful as our minds....because our soul sends some kind of buzz to our brain.....sometimes it can be so powerful...so powerful to certain minds...that i believe in some circumstances we don't know how to utilize it, and that's people like me. The past, the present is still the past....however, i only created the past to only get better in the present...when in reality? the past is what i wanted to get rid of and the present is what i ran after....and i thought i could bring the past into present to mix the present to make the past in peace...and now? i realized...the past is the past....and now those million steps i thought i ran up...were only stairs to unhappiness and depression. When in reality...all i needed to do was just take one step to open the door to a new life, just one step to create a new year, just one step to just forget, just one step to accept love...love myself...and that's the beauty of accepting, receiving, and feeling grateful....gratitude is what was lacking in my life....passion and peace is what i want....and the universe will prosper that to me/ because i will rule it and create this new journey with belief, visualize, feeel, and gratitude
-godbless-
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| LIFE goes on and on and on onononno
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| nursery homes.
crippled in moments of the history of harlem.
when spooks turn into a story of folk and i let them put a blind fold in a town lookin for a place to put these thoughts in a plot,
tellin the world of magicians replicating a stone cut through massive invisionless pebbles as it shatters each struggle across the concrete floor.
It's 2 AM across the world of homes.
as stronger than a buttery scotch in a class full of hard knocks rolled up into one sip,
this was the definition of a kid who always needed comfort through a friendship,
Misleading as the hurricanes might be and the mirror image that was left behind left the world so dry.
Let mother nature re-make our nursery homes into one big one that deficates the reasoning behind my fright.
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pick em' AND stick em'
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It's all about freedom
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