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Walking among the smoking embers
I linger in this moment
Not sure what to remember
Feeling of old hurts my heart
But, premonitions of…

Do you ever feel like the world
around you pulls you close and screams in your ear?

There is no escape.
You feel locked up
like you’re alone in a loud room.
And then, you walk right out the door—
and realize you could have done this before.

When it attacks
When it grabs
Squeezing at your throat…

Open the door
Open your eyes
and stop outside.
The trees are full and tall

and the sky is expansively broad

and open.

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Quick writings
as quick thought flow
clear mind
light shoulders
full heart
blood surge
like a tunnel
inside has been
opened by my system
engineer.

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strings soar
strands in me, waiting.
the notes play.
the space grows longer.
reverberations
proclamations of expectation
     erased.
   emptiness allows more

space.

fill it up? no wait.                     wait.

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Blank lines
in a black bound book.

Sometimes, I’m alone like these pages are alone.
Empty,
until there are words on the page.
And without words, just quiet.

My face drops when I feel this way.
My shoulders sink.
My levels of all sink.

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Excruciating
pain that is simply
harmony.

Your ears and mine
are the same.

You speak from your
drums as your heart
murmurs into the night like
shadows upon an east side
home.

You feel, you scream,
microphone distorted. your words
felt through my ears and
shoot to my pulse where I
feel you too.

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Do you ever feel that feeling that you can’t quite describe?

It makes you sink
It makes you float
It grabs you tight inside—-
and then pushes you away.

It’s that feeling that you can’t quite put your finger on.
It’s that feeling that reminds you that you’re alive—-
but makes you question who
you
are.

Comforting, yet terrifying—an inordinate balance.
Bring it on, I say.
Straight in the veins, doc.
Shoot me up with it all—-
fear, hope, suffering, heartache, adventure, confusion, love, confidence, more.
To the top, please.

Because you see…yes, it’s the suffering that kills,
but it’s the act of feeling it all—that fills….

me with life.

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You’ve seen the photos. Now let me fill in your other senses.

Touch. The slickness of playing cards in your hand. The glassy stem  of the wine glass between your fingers. Its effect is slightly blurring and clarifying the experience at the same time. The roughness of the fallen leaves, textured from years of sitting in the trees. The smoothness of leaves still attached to it structure. The soft sheets, weathered with many moments of comfort.

Smell. Crisp, clean, breaths of oxygen. The wind’s aroma. Alive with wood, with flowers, with leaves, with clouds. Nature sprinkled with the smell of laughter.

Does laughter have a smell?

Yes, it’s like a seasoning of salt or pepper. It makes everything it absorbs in, smell & taste just a lil bit better.

Homemade food always plentiful. Chocolates, caramels, cookies, nuts, chips, pretzels, and special treats that linger in taste with you for hours after eating them. Juicy oranges that burst with flavor in your mouth, brought from the trees of my parents backyard.

Ah, the warm smell of comforting excess.

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Sitting is an activity we all certainly do.
We sit with him, and her,
and you and you.

It’s a curious position really,
as we do not give it much thought at all.
Sometimes we sit short, and sometimes
we sit tall.

Do we think and do we feel the
same in each way?
I do not know.
I cannot say.

There is one thing, though,
that I have surely learned.
As long as you’re sitting,
it’s hard to get burned.

For when you stand
and take your first stride, you
walk into a world of your fire—
where sitters and standers divide, and collide.

Yes, I know that sitting helps you think, it helps you feel.
But it is the act of standing and stepping forward
that makes this life real.

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“When all’s said and done, all roads lead to the same end. So it’s not so much which road you take, as how you take it.” - Charles de Lint

Do you know someone that seems to float through life? That everything seems to just happen for them? That they never really look stressed or like they’re trying too hard? And they’re always laughing or in a great mood?

Yes, I know a few people like this. And honestly, for a while their presence bothered me. Their happiness and ease of life would really get to me. Sometimes I would find myself bitter, even. But then I realized that THEY were the ones that had figured it out.

It’s like driving in your car rushing around to get somewhere. Do you actually get there that much quicker (or even quicker at all?). And think about the tenseness of trying to weave through traffic and driving fast (and looking over your shoulder for the cops). Or you could just stroll along and get there in pretty much the same amount of time, with limited stress.

Life’s the same way!

So, next time you’re rushing around on a project, on a deadline, to hustle more money, stressing about bills, upset that your waiter is slow to bring you food—-just remember that friend you have that life just seems to work so much more smoothly for. How would he/she handle it?

It’s not too late to change.
Be calm—enjoy the ride. You’ll get there.

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