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  • NAMASTELet's investin Ourself "So today I wanted something.Wanted it so bad, was yearning for it.Thought about it all day long.I couldn't wait" This is but a ripple in a pond.a still pool of reflection experiencing a movement in it's&nb...
  •     Grief hovers over my shoulder, nudges sore at the back of my eyes, chokes my throat, hollows my chest, robs me of my stomach. What fruit can I offer you, guru Earth? O you who showed me how to love, the fragrant flowers for your grav...
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  • I'll try to conversate.  About a subject that no one cares about.  Talk about a challenge.  …ANTHEM.  You just gotta hear about this place.  I'll try and be interesting.  First of all, it's in Arizona and is in North P...
  • Jake was a beautiful dog, born to a mother who was a prized champion.His father however, didn't have the blue blood like she did. It wasn't supposed to be that Jake wasborn of this union, but somehow, even with all precautions taken, it still happened. In...
  • Love is relationship.  Positive interaction between people where all in some way benefit. I am not speaking of the agape of The Bible or of romantic love, though my definition might include them as well, but of imperfect human love. Love ra...
  • Time is very relative, and so is age. When there would be no mirror or no shining lake surface - the mirror of bygone times - and we would not be able to see our "aging" face, which means sagging skin folds and eye lids or brown spots and wrinkles, we wou...
  • Right, am here to spill a few beans about Sikhs, being a Sikh myself. First of all, unfortunately we have secularisation amongst ourselves. One is cast and creed. Mind you, Guru Nanak the Sikh founder talked us out of it. Unfortunately we still take ...
  • We  hate because it is a convenient way to alleviate our inner or outer suffering and help us feel better about ourselves.  Sitting in judgment of others lends us a sense of moral superiority, a sense of being "good", which we are unable to find...
  • ‘Ol Joe, you could say, was a man’s man. With regaling stories of the wild west. Of an era where right and wrong were clear, Quick with a joke, full of zest.   Now, ‘ol Joe, he came to town, But never much cared for fightin&rs...

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  • I had good intentions and I was "doing the right thing" doing what was "best for me" despite fearing and loathing it all. I was willing to make a sacrifice for myself. There were no plans for self-sabotage. Which I don't think has ever happened before. ...I always leave at least a little wiggle room for self-sabotage/an escape. This necessary evil was all for the good. And it's f-ing me over. I feel sick and I'm depressed. I'm nearing the end of feeling like a wounded and cornered animal, fangs bared. I'm beginning to feel as helpless as a rabbit caught in a bear trap. I should be dead. Those things would normally cut right through a rabbit. Entrails hanging out and bloodied fur. Lucky me I've just got my little rabbit leg stuck between the misaligned jaws of the trap. Bone is poking through skin. I'm frantic. I try to wrench my leg free but it hurts like a mother-, so I pause, and wait for a bit. For what? Rescue? As if. A genuis solution, maybe. I know more likely than not I'll tear my leg off if I'm to escape. And then I might still bleed out. Or maybe die from shock. There are various ways I could go if I got myself "free". Even if I survived the ordeal I'd be forever crippled. Or I could stay. I'm not seeing many pros in that option. Aside from keep my (broken) leg. Maybe I'll think of something. Though I may have already made my decision (that is if I have a choice in the matter at all) and I know the ending already.