Monday, September 20, 2004Butterflies.“Oftentimes in denying yourself pleasure you do but store the desire in the recesses of your being. Who knows but that which seems omitted today, waits for tomorrow? Even your body knows its heritage and its rightful need and will not be deceived. And your body is the harp of your soul, and it is... Sign in to see full entry. |
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**peace** Photo by my friend Phil Easter of the northern San Diego coastline...most excellent...:)
On these virtual pages I explore the benefits of being crazy. Living life on purpose. Random musings of this nature, that look like poetry on occasion, appear in my poetry blog called "no mercy," linked below.
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