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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 spend every day moving from one distraction to the next. In between distractions I sleep. I don't sleep to rest, nothing gives me rest, I sleep to escape. I've slept away the last 5 years. Sometimes I'm glad I never took to abusing drugs or alcohol. If I abused either in place of trying to evade life and death through sleep, I would be long dead. I am tired of drowning in self-loathing. I wear self-hate and self-disgust like a cloak. I'm tired of needing constant distraction from my own thoughts and from reality to be able to make it through a day. Most of all I'm tired of tge isolation and loneliness that has been with me all my life and has yet to become any more bearable despite feeling so natural and familiar. It just hurts more and more with each passing day. It's gotten to the point of causing me physical pain on some long nights.

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  • AliceInWaunderland
    AliceInWaunderland
    I hearted this for several reasons: I enjoy the words you put out there because they do what so many others fail to do...they make me stop and feel. So you would know that someone else is fighting the same daily fight that you are.  To show that you have my support, even if it's just through the means of a click of the heart button. One breath at a time...one moment at time...one step at a time. 
    May 11, 2016

  • Underconstruction
    Underconstruction
    Very moving post. I can relate.
    May 12, 2016