Tag Archives: Distance

BE WHO YOU ARE

Be who you are. Otherwise, your signal shrinks and fades, and can’t transmit to breach the distance, and then, your light and simply even your existence may lurk unknown to the heart of your protective, from-the-heavens, loving, lucky star. . … Continue reading

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LIVING WITH THE NOISE

You can’t begin to smash into oblivion this dreadful noise and all the ways that it annoys, But there’s ways that you can work with it– take a walk, for instance, and thus twixt it and you interpose some buffer … Continue reading

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BELIEF A LITTLE BIT AHEAD

Sometimes your belief only needs to be a little bit ahead of you. . . so that its sibling disbelief will not so long keep you where you are that belief flies so far ahead that the dreams you want … Continue reading

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LIFE– GROWTH AND CONTAINMENT

Growth and containment– the path of every life entails both, in some sort of dynamic flow arrangement. . . Connection and proximity both play their roles essentially– but if the mix should sour toward rancidity, resistance rears its too-cramped head, … Continue reading

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THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

A soft gray day, late January. . . the pale sun, the ambiance so airy breathe life and light to spring’s small blooms, and gentle pop of squirrel peep, plus bubbling fresh birdsong. . . the clear, cool warmth, the … Continue reading

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THE UP AND UP

Creep. . . itty bitty critter small. . . slow uphill crawl from the parabolic pit of this old year, about to shuck its hull. . . the night recedes days ooze more long seeped minute fractions spread the day … Continue reading

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THE REACH OF MY HEART AND MY FINGERS

I reach– I can touch so many of you. .. and be touched, entering into a village of plenty, filled with so many unseen anybodies. . . though the wi-fi waves have such vast lengths of air, earth and sea … Continue reading

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