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About thoughts. l cannot differenciate between the thougths that are born and "pullule" in what is my conscious mind, and who l really am. ( bacteria "pullule"…

I dream, like you do, to express. Feel my voice is heard, attention is apparently the biggest gift you can give me, and l can give you. True attention. Not the…

Why is Intensity not spelled "intensitey"? Or was it spelled like this at some point, then lost the E? Looking for images. Inspiration has gone now I have…

Terrible fears come from far and build they love they lose their interest fades I am not sure who I am, and it's ok Steering me to be what you want me to be,…

Maybe the only way to have an extraordinary life is, whenever we remember, to do one little thing that we don't or wouldn't normally do (a positive, nice thing,…

In time some surprise come in the wind etalage surpasset de l'auberge triste a mourir En avalon des ors pointus, le trompage des enfants continue …

This is on the first meet at a market stall. Gent, after an introductory talk: "Would you like to come and have diner with me one evening? " Lady: "As long as…

In the shadow of your tree the ground is getting dry Big untamed tree standing stiff unable to bend You are tree and such you are…

old tape 17 at 6:00am · · Why is the past Always in the moment With me Its tides invading forcing Pulling Back there Always back to the place Where I ran away…

———————————- I can't bear the space when you leave the place and this ...proximity of love I wonder if it was, because I don't love me …

si je fais comme elle, alors, ne finirai-je pas comme elle? "hold back on caring for yourself, do not allow yourself the good times, you know you were made to…

I agree with Adam. Really. The ego HAS a life of its own. We shouldn’t really have it. It is a monster, really.

i will try to be as brief as the tablette will let me... it came to me today as to why i get so intolerant and irritated with people, particularly in the Uk as…

Back onto the Silence Looking at you straight on Mind bleeding, losing its hope I have to be strong Nowhere to hide the feelings With Roots of their own…

Why is the past Always in the moment With me Its tides invading forcing Pulling Back there Always back to the place Where I ran away thinking I was safe…

Stop telling me lies Of sourness and Sorrow Stop hitting my trail With your sad pointy shoes Invoque l'amitie in the name of your care and your hurt feelings…
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