Brad, this is a very lovely post. Please allow me the privilege to reblog. Aloha
you say you love me, and you say you know i love you.
you say you hate it when i party and let my hair down
you say you know my reputation when i drink and drop acid
you say i make a ass of myself i say i enjoy being me
i do speed to keep me up you go and crash out and pray
i will be safe and hope for a black out.
i wake up and repeat it day after day you say you want a real
date but candy flowers and dinner just anit my thing.
you say you want to change me i am happy being me
just being weird and having fun. I know you want a guy
to have kids and settle down but i am just going stay a
clown and get my kicks
Like the warmth of sun
like the crisp scent of pine
fill my senses
until the end.
Like dainty drops of dew
Like striking blaze of horizons
Like shimmering blings of stars
own my all
like there’s no end.
Like salt and sands
to the “blue ocean;”
Like waves and ripples
to the shore;
Like rushing currents and rapids
to the river;
fill my senses
and own my all,
and don’t let this end.
Permission to reblog this awesome post!
The Art Of Disappearance
Chinese artist Liu Bolin can disappear into everything from famous landmarks to the rows of instant noodles at the supermarket. The question is: Why? By going invisible, what does he help you see?
Today, a fellow plagiarized one of my works. As much as I wanted to express my frustration, I couldn’t. Because I didn’t burn my brows at school to stoop down to such level. However, I think now more than ever, I need to repost my creed, to denounce such act.
Thank you for your kind understanding.
Heartily and respectfully dedicated to all fellow writers.
I am a writer
and this is my creed:
I vow to read
to empower myself
I vow to speak
in written words,
and as fearlessly as possible.
I vow to scribble
vigor and style,
and as succinctly as I can.
I vow to strive
making every page,
and every punctuation matters.
I vow never to plagiarize
and never to steal my fellows’ words,
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It’s an honor to reblog such a wonderful post.
These tulips are a gift for your eyes. I hope you like them. They represent my thanks to all our followers, and friends.
The weather is improving, and, in my thoughts, I fondly anticipate the days of summer to come.
A few days ago, I came across the enthusiastically named “Cathar Prophesy of 1244”, and, because I felt that the words were both inspired, and inspiring, I decided to share them with you on this post.
THE CATHAR PROPHECY OF 1244 AD concerning the RE-ESTABLISHMENT OF THE INNER CHURCH OF LOVE
It has no fabric, only understanding.
It has no membership, save those who know they belong.
It has no rivals, because it is non-competitive.
It has no ambition for it seeks only to serve.
It knows no boundaries for nationalism’s are unloving.
It is not of itself because it seeks to enrich all groups and religions.
It acknowledges all great Teachers of all…
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