Tag: childhood

soar

pushing my feet can feel ground head in the clouds i will rise to fly paradise

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personal musings unleashed

as a child i nagged my parents to stop smoking… my dad was happy to quit and exclaimed “i can smell and taste again!” what should have been a breakthrough was left a defeat, mom moping and poking around, complaining as usual… she wanted her cigarettes… not wanting to smoke alone, she subsided the habit,…

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Nietzsche’s Questionnaire (reblog)

Daniel Paul Marshall’s blog... click link to read the complete post. “Nietzsche concludes book III (268-275) of The Gay Science by posing 8 questions to himself & answering them. I found, answering them as if they were philosophically incentivized Rorschach blotches, quite revealing.” Finally posting my answers to the 8 questions… (and yours?) What makes…

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A quality insight from Mrs. Fish

— Read on danielpaulmarshall.com/2018/06/10/a-quality-insight-from-mrs-fish/ There are always as many layers in each piece written by Daniel Paul Marshall as there are to our individual psyches. I have learned, from past experience, we decide to dig when all of life fails. Most assuredly when we struggle in amazement, “How did we end up here?” This struggle’s…

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no need

I wrote the above to help me through a day, last week. It was not meant for public consumption, but after reading Aguycalledbloke this morning, i decided to share. This is but a snippet of my relationship with my mother. Is it worth returning to this planet? Of trying to understand why i am so…

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wayward be

Who the hell knows if i will be here… today, tomorrow or any other day. If i am, hope your near by. If not, i will find my way… forward. Always have… been a survivor. Even of my own thoughts to die. Withholding food to starve my heartache. Suffocation, in moments, while i prayed for…

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One more for the road…

Post. Not a drink. But i think i will pour myself a sour cherry bier from Victory Brewing… right after i turn off my phone a while. (I will be back…) Love this baby picture of me. One of the few where i am properly dressed. My shoes are shined and my hair is brushed.…

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Moving Day is here!

Staying out of the movers way! Looking toward the day I can rest my mind and rhyme -Think! Set up my writing desk find a place to paint -Dream! until then, i pledge to stay out of the movers way. The biggest day of my life, since i moved to Indiana, has arrived. From this…

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Attending the Opera

— Read on Fabric on the Daily Post What are we willing to give up? What would i find behind your curtain as i swing it aside? Have you, will you, consider letting me know? I wait. Anticipate. Is this a game eagerly played by two? Or only i? Am i setting myself up for…

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