Love & Life for Friday, January 16, 2015

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Friday, January 16, 2015

I think

I think it’s raining from the basement room But basements make for faraway ears And so many things can sound like rain I still think it was rain I think a wind is blowing up above But wind is such a meaningless thing And so many noises act like wind I still think it was wind I think I’m up there in... Sign in to see full entry.

Irresistible

I saw now that town of floating graves, cold and whipped by winds, where the victims of murder went in the minds of the living. I could see his other victims as they occupied his house those trace memories left behind before they fled this Earth...but I let them go that day and went to him. Sign in to see full entry.

False point

Doing the right thing or not is not the issue Knowing the wrong thing and doing it is the problem We all want to do what we are not allowed to do Maybe it’s the pleasure of trying or maybe seeing something new The line between the truth and the lie is not defined We do what we see is false and we... Sign in to see full entry.

Nature

Our fundamental origins Immeasurable worth Beautiful by default Born of the Earth We abuse and destroy it Despite it all it gives But nature is powerful, it surrounds us…it lives Sign in to see full entry.

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