Month: August 2024

Mirror Souls

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Originally Published 04/30/2024

Two hearts will be one

The time is now to have fun

Eyes bright, like the sun

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Soft warm hazel eyes

Perfect legs and luscious thighs

My heart grows a size

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No rush times my friend

Fun filled times without an end

Physics warps and bends

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Time slows down our view

I know, crazy but it’s true

It happens with you

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You feel like I do

Like you always wanted to

Bright futures a view

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Trust in yourself now

Don’t worry about the how

Keep a solum vow

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Dancing in the rain

No need to feel any pain

You’re yourself again

-aaa

Adversity (Thoughts Before the Final Divorce 5/18/22)

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Originally Published 04/29/2024

What do you do when the well runs dry? When emotions are only anger and love dies

You reach out and communicate as much as possible but nothing changes her she just doesn’t want you anymore

You better youself and try to get stronger and more attractive but it has no effect and she is not impressed at all

what can I do or say to change how she feels and lives as nothing seems to impact her demeanor or how she feels

I’d seel my soul to get her to love me like I loved her that doesn’t work either she’s moved on

We do things but they feel like bones she has to throw rather than something she wants to do

I’d rather not be an obligation to anyone

I’d rather be a choice than an option

How will I go on, with all this hurt and pain

I always will, force of nature or habit, pick one

I love the kids and grandkids

How will I live without them, that’s very possible starts anew for the third time, is beyond sad

I can never get things right in my life always taking the course of highest resistance moving straight up hill forever seemingly

I just want to be a happy fellow and feel fully actualized in my life

To do so I have to build up myself created an infrastructure that has never existed

I have to create foundations pore concrete and lay down the plans for a new life and a new me that is able to be happy even if alone forever

I don’t know how I will do it all alone but I likely will have to and flourish despite the lonliness

I guess I am destined to be alone maybe it is as it should be…..

I will love myself somehow because it’s necessary.

If I don’t, then no one will…..

-aaa 9/20/21

Passions in the Past

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Originally Published 04/16/2024

Portent eyes that pierced my heart

And warm smile from the start

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Soft skin velvety so sweet

Made my senses feel complete

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Soft scent of coconut all over

I took in her every feature as I’d hover

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Shapely legs strong and firm

A shear perfection, the very term

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Pursing lips I often miss

Soft and ready for a kiss

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Toned body that reigned supreme

All her features are a dream

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Laughter and passion while sharing space

Two fingers softly traced her body and face

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I cannot forget the greatest part

Her brain, and passions for music and art

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She slowly slipped away from me

We’re separate souls on an endless sea

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Now a friend an acquaintance of sort

Reading my posts, a past cohort

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Through her exit cut like a dull knife

I’m grateful for her indelible touch on my life.

-aaa

Spellbound…

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I cannot tell where I begin and where you end.

Our souls are so close they merge together.

Eyes closed no words yet we speak in the silence.

I can read every nuance of being and mine is also known.

Nothing is unspoken between us as we share everything.

Our worlds collide and merge into one.

An infinite universe just between two people.

The synergy we share is powerful and cannot/will not be denied…

-AAA 08/19/2024

Some Songs Say it All

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Originally Published 04/26/2024

Anyone who knows me well, understands that music is a part of my vocabulary in a way. It allows me to apply my pallet of preference to encapsulate volumes of information without the need for explanation as the music provides that.

The powerful imagery that can fill us when we hear a certain song, the flood of memories from sight, to, touch, to sound. Or a song may capture an idea very personal to us, better than we could ever say in our own words.

As is the trend after I experience live music I start to listen to the discography of that artist for a while. Needless to say, I’ve spent a lot of time listening to Billy Joel. A lesser known track of his is one of my favorites.

Where’s The Orchestra, (The closing track on side 2) expresses to me a perfect analogy for being, out of place. Unique, different, somewhat misaligned with status quo. This is truly a beautiful soft anthem to the misunderstood. The reprise of the song “Allentown” on the clarinet at the very end, offers a gentle reminder to the opening track. Enjoy 😉 ❤️❤️🎵🎶🎼

-aaa

Bananas , My Favorite Fruit

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Bananas have a great appeal 

Adding rich goodness to any meal.

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Barely yellow after green

Or somewhere in between.

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Creamy and sweet 

Such a joy to eat.

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Whether in front of a meal or back 

Bananas make a delicious snack.

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Eating one half or more likely whole 

Great atop rice cereal and milk in a bowl.

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Covered in rum, butter, and sugar is a treat

After cooked, topping ice cream can’t be beat.

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Covered in chocolate and frozen hard 

Delicious goodness in own my regard. 

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High in potassium and fiber too

They might prevent cramps before we’re through.

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Run to the store, before dinner or lunch 

To grab yourself a nice big bunch…

-AAA 08/19/2024

Missy’s Mad Challenge #003!

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Your Prompt for the week

  • What if…

What If I Were A Fish?

If I were a fish

I’d not to be in a dish.

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It’s all for not 

If I get caught.

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Hung from a long stringer 

Until I go through the wringer.

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Treble hooks and power-bait

Ways to trick me, early or late.

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Be it a bigger fish or small 

A similar ending meets us all.

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For when I’m caught, it’s no lie 

That I’m headed for the big pond in the sky. 

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But in the end don’t sour the mood 

As I’d likely end up as yummy food. 

-AAA 08/19/2024

Patience With Intention

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Originally Published 04/26/2024

Standby and steadfast.

Do not get caught up in the past.

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Be vigilant be brave.

It’s a soul you gave.

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Step slowly but consistent.

Change is hard, challenging resistant.

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With each movement raise the bar.

Lesser versions of you afar.

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Lessen your focus at progress slow.

Or easily frustrated at the pace of the flow.

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Be present be here be now.

Enjoy your journey anyhow.

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No one can ever take it away.

From today to your dying day.

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Stand tall look how far you’ve come.

It’s all of the journey not the sum.

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For one day, you’ll arrive at journey’s end.

And be actualized, whole, complete, my friend….

-aaa

QOTD: #154 Favorite Movies

Anthony14 Comments

What are your top ten favorite movies?

Here are my top 10 movies in order:

  1. Apocalypse Now
  2. Taxi Driver
  3. Donnie Darko
  4. A Clockwork Orange
  5. 2001 A Space Odyssey
  6. About Time
  7. Close Encounters Of The Third Kind
  8. The Shining
  9. Monty Python and the Holy Grail
  10. Star Wars Episodes 4-7

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

The Narcissists’ Reward

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Here are the facts 

As you have them set 

You have no tact 

Or any regrets.

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You do as you please 

Without any remorse 

Your hyperbolic squeeze

Keeps you on course.

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You think of only 

What serves your need

You’re never lonely

Just filled with greed.

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Whomever serves your will 

You keep near you bed

But once you’ve had your fill

They’re as good as dead.

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So sing your own praises

As your world revolves around you

I hear rhetoric in your phrases 

As you have not  got a clue. 

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You think you know best 

As your world turns 

Though I must confess

You have a lot to learn.

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So go ahead and laugh 

While you play others, hard

For one day photographs

Are all that you’ll regard…

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So take my me at my word

As I grasp all I can hone 

Yes, you think me absurd

Maybe not, when you’re all alone.

-AAA 08/18/2024

Rebuilding

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Originally Published 04/26/2024

From the deepest depths of my soul there is a single small light.

This is the beginning, a long road to make it grow from an ember to a fierce blaze.

Tread lightly and cry as much as you can.

Your heart is rebooting, bare with the pain the burning and the radiating tingles.

I swear it’s going to be better than alright faster than you think.

You face your pain you invite it you bask as swim in it.

This processes and heals you and fast it’s just very hard and very intense.

You’re doing it, I don’t know but this is a rebirth. Hang on and keep going!

-aaa

Sentimental Old Fool

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Originally Published 04/22/2024

I think I am becoming a sentimental old fool at 52. I Happened to catch Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory streaming on TV and was suddenly 6 years old again watching the movie for the first time.

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Relating to Charlie Bucket and the isolation he felt from his peers. His character was such a pure soul and he loved freely and fiercely even in the face of a rejection of the test from his most beloved idol.

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He is then rewarded for his suffering and his family’s as well. That line at the end of the movie always gets me and light tears come down “What happened to the man that got what he always wanted? He lived happily ever after” He then tightly hugs Charlie and I just tear up every time.

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Like I said, a sentimental old fool but I am who I am. The book was good but was more a lesson in behavior than the first film on which it was based. I even believe that I read somewhere that Dahl was initially unhappy with the film but later grew fond of it. It will always be one of my favorite movies somewhere inside I am that same child with older eyes…❤️

-aaa

Divine Timing Love Happens (Just not Right Away for Some)

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Originally Published 04/21/2024

One day we’ll grow old together

Put our pieces each in place

Share many years through all weather

And each the wrinkles on our face

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Finding adventure each unfurled

Dancing to our very own beat

Many travels all over the world

Excitement lies before our feet

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No matter the time your eyes are the same

Your smile hasn’t changed at all

I’m smitten that is to blame

And every day in love I fall

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I manifest your existence

Each night in my dreams

My true love persistence

Is more than it seems

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One day our story will come to be

And we’ll be the envy of others

A new standard for all to see

When our dream life uncovers

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Holding hands on porch swing

Watching the evening pass

Fly high on passion’s wing

With many great times to amass

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We’re never too old to find a love of our lives

I’m 52 and I’m well on my way

Despite my two and a half ex wives

All my lessons learned and used here today

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Synchronies daily often appear

11:11, 1:11, 3:33, and 2:22

All conformation a great future is near

And these numbers portend, well, you

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When this happens, brightly clear

A divinely timed union we’ll be

As it happens I’ll blog it right here

Giving hope for all the world to see…

-aaa

My Ritual Christmas Dance

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Originally Published 04/26/2024

Christmas time, gifts family get togethers, warm feelings, all kinds of things going on that time of year. This past year I’ve lived with my family as I perform a life reboot for myself. During Christmas, the neighborhood I live in does ‘Christmas Lights’. It’s quite a spectacle, nearly all of the houses are dressed to the nines in holiday cheer. Lights, more lights, Christmas Trees, Reindeer, and still more lights. Reds, greens, whites, and any other color you can think of dancing about (too music in our display). It’s a lot of fun and a little difficult getting in and out of your house as this goes on with all the cars and whatnot traveling up and down our cul de sac. It’s quite beautiful and generally all who visit love it all. One December night, some who visited our front yard got more than they bargained for: a 50-year-old dancing in his underwear for all to see…

Ok let’s get to that cold December night where I looked the fool in front of a pretty extensive audience. Ritual time, it’s nearly 8:00 PM so: edibles in, music blaring and I’m preparing a bath. In my efforts to prepare to close out my night, I stupidly left the shades open in my room (which has two windows facing the street) I grab clothes and head to my bathroom and crank the water as hot as it’ll go. I disrobe and enjoy an epic hot bath with the music is jamming and singing along rocking to Jeff Beck. Life is great. As I finish my bath and get out dry off, I throw on a pair of my Scooby Doo boxer briefs on. All the while I forget that I essentially have a stage set in my bedroom for the neighborhood to see. I’m really buzzed now feeling relaxed, too relaxed as my guard is totally down now. In my skivvies I grab my Bluetooth speaker and head back to bedroom singing and swinging my torso like an idiot and I realize as there’s sudden shouting and applause and laughter (from outside). Cheeks red and burning, I realized I was apparently performing for a stunned audience of cars and a onlookers. My bedroom light is on and the shades are down it’s like I have a spotlight on me. I didn’t know what to do, my heart sinks to my feet and I had to think fast which was a bit of a challenge in the state I was in.

I didn’t know what to do so I threw myself on the ground (sniper avoidance style) and crawled on my belly to the other end of my bedroom nearest my drawer to grab a pair of pajamas and put them on as fast anyone could that was laying facedown on the floor. I’m so stoned at this point that I’m considering an encore performance (not!). I quickly closed my shades and turned down the lights chuckling to myself as I temper my odd cocktail of embarrassment, adrenaline, and the detached airiness that comes with indica related products when consumed.

Needless to say if it’s Christmas, Kwanza, Ramadan, Presidents’ Day or Groundhog Day for that matter, when my evening rituals take place, the shades are shut and the lamp off. My skivvy gyration was a one-off performance… I’d settle for laughing at myself when I set down phone and attempt to answer my glasses…. 🤣

-aaa

QOTD: #153 Why Do I Write?

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What do you enjoy most about writing?

Everything, well that’s far too vague for this group.

I enjoy writing prose and seeing my emotionally charged words affect readers. They either can relate it to their own life, or they empathize for the other.

The bottom line, writing is to reach your audience and, in a way make them feel, something.

Anytime I achieve that, I consider the written work I created a success.

That’s why we write in the first place, to convey our point of view and reach people.

One other aspect I enjoy, is experimenting with different words, poetic forms, and pentameters.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

Fulcrum

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Originally Published 04/28/2024

Strength rises from within

Providing ease in adversity

Malleable to change and experience

Strong enough to withstand the fires of life

Redefining importance and priority

Easing the pain of the past letting old wounds heal

Becoming a center stone in your life age in the lives of others

Sharing your failures to help others find the path

Swelling with pride inside overcoming obstacles

Realizing you can have what you want

Manifesting a life you always wanted in every way

Continuing the work to become a better you

Rediscovering who you are and were meant to be

Be your own success story

Transform your life until there’s no recognition

Unburden yourself except your limits and mistakes

No one or nothing will stop you except you…

-aaa 🔥🔥

QOTD: # 151

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What positive emotion do you feel most often?

LOVE

I have a great deal of love for myself and for everyone in the world around me.

I’m an empathetic human being so it’s in my nature to love and I do more than most and I don’t regret that.

As always, thank you for reading… 😊

-AAA

100 Ghosts

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Originally Published 04/25/2024

Art by Melissa Daugherty
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100 ghosts are haunting me

Not fifty, seventy-five, thirty, or three.

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Each one takes up its own space

With different expressions upon their face

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A snarky smirk or frown for a while

A look of anger or crooked smile

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Why are they here what do they want

Can’t they find another to haunt

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I’d ask them all but they don’t say

Why they never go away

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I should hire a medium to take a look

Or tell me why they continue to spook

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But the spiritual world is a closed book

And as a mortal I’m afraid to look

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So I found my answer in the end

Rather than fight them, embrace them friends

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As my logical conclusion is here

The ghosts all start to disappear

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First smirky, fearful, then happy and mad

Next nervous, thoughtful, then silly and sad

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Each ghostly apparition leaves

Taking along their gown and sleeves

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As they’re gone I realize the key

Each of the ghosts was an aspect of me

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Emotions can be scary but never fear

There’s a hundred feelings for everyone here.

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So next time when adversity has you thrown

Think of those chalky friends and you won’t be alone.

-aaa

United in Humble Compassion

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Happy are the humble 

The entire earth is theirs

The vain always fumble.

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For their lack of cares

As life’s a roughened tumble 

When you’re caught unawares.

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The walls we build up will crumble 

When we share and trust 

If not then it’s all our bumble.

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Isolated and alone, we wither and rust

Be a community of colleagues and friends

Or our entire society will be a bust.

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Mutual happiness that never ends 

A world of love we all are part

As long as we make amends.

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So at the end we talk of start 

Mending bridges reaching out 

Weaker we are when we’re apart.

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That’s what life is all about 

So we must be happy together 

And make this lifetime count…

-AAA 08/16/2024

Words, They Protect Us All

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Originally Published 04/26/2024

Words are our defense.

To cruelties of a cold world.

Countering the bad.

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Providing a shield.

To the harsh realities.

We all must deal with.

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New words every day.

Arise through inspirations.

Through experience.

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Many lessons learned.

Through the mistakes of our pasts.

Reap many rewards.

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They’re a catalyst.

For the words that preserve us.

A creative shield.

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That blocks future pain.

Blotting out all the darkness.

And giving us, light.

-aaa

QOTD: #150

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How do you plan your goals?

I find this question very confusing. I don’t really plan my goals. I am more or less identify my goals.

After doing so, then I come up with a routine and a set of events that assures that I achieve those goals.

You have to stick to your guns and be consistent and realize you are human. There will be steps backwards before you go forwards.

My $.25. As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

So Long and Goodbye

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What can I do 

What can I say 

I knew we were through

On that winter day.

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Our love has long gone 

For the both of us 

From day one we were wrong

I guess we missed our bus.

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There were no goodbyes 

No fond farewells spoken

We did our separate cries

Since we were irreparably broken.

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Innocent others 

got caught up in our mess

Children, sisters, and brothers

Were hurt, I confess.

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They didn’t understand 

That she and I were wrong

The ending was at hand 

The end of our song.

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Breakups are messy things

We go our separate ways 

Feeling all of those stings 

Which go one for days.

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Thinking of a better tomorrow

Is all that we can do

After we clear the sorrow 

And new things come into view.

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So anyone who’s hurting

Needn’t worry about the past

One day all get their deserving

When all is done and passed…

-AAA 08/15/2024