I had that happen to me in:
I had that happen to me in sophomore year.. i was so discouraged..
and then by the mercy of kind teachers I got a 3. avg when I expected
a 1. The miracle of their generosity turned me around
God give you many miracles
'Feeling the fingers of death: 'Feeling the fingers of death tickle me' Unique creative
striking
May angels give you the winning numbers to a lottery ticket
so that you can do the work of your heart
They are waiting in a:
They are waiting in a better place... those they have left
behind are not ready to leave this plane, imho.
Starward sent a link to our founder Jason Minton's
recent tv interview. I thought the youtube was misspelled
but I was wrong ..
https://youtu.be/tuW89F4Pv2g
I very much enjoyed this:
Even men have sisterhood through the moon. It is a clarity of being that makes us one. The sexes play a part yes, but come a distant second, in my opinion. If you just look at the work Starward is producing, it is plain to see – there is a powerful interplay of light between all elements. And as you say “the unknowable touches the dense world” in all of us, though I would pause at the threshold to wrap it in sisterhood. Because the teaming night sky is ripped open by love, whether it be man, woman, angel, or otherwise. The arrival begins none other, than where it enters the heart. And that is the playground where light chants with God in a swarm of stars – making all things perfect though our imperfection. That tiny departure mentioned, I very much enjoyed this.
The title roped me in.: The title roped me in. Delightful humor in this little parable. There's an Indigenous American story about the introduction of disease in the world: when humans hunted the animals too much they got together and decided to bring illness to humans. Each one would bring a certain ailment when its flesh was eaten. That's why many indigenous nations would ask for forgiveness from the spirit of an animal after they killed it for food. The hunted had the last laugh.
You're right that meat, especially red, is a carcinogen.
I had an adorable gerbil: I had an adorable gerbil growing up and I've always been one of those strange people who loved rodents, with or without a bushy tail. Some people here in my neck of the woods even hate the squirrels. One guy used to sit on his porch and shoot them just for sport.
You make an excellent point in this delightful poem.
And they wouldn't miss that: And they wouldn't miss that small change at all.
I'm all for a free market system, but when the gulf between the rich and the poor becomes that wide, when other more egalitarian countries see us as a poverty-stricken nation with just a few families holding most of the wealth, when we forget that all our "freedoms" mean nothing when there's no freedom from want, when we've deluded ourselves into thinking that needing two or three jobs to survive is normal . . . well, it's time to rethink our wild west capitalism. Not do away with it. Just make it a little less of an obscene, rigged game.
You make an excellent case for revisiting something that made it possible for many of our ancestors to survive.
Goodbye 2020: .
No one will miss 2020 very much. Here, we shoot guns on New Year's Eve until 12am. A lot of those bullets will be good riddance shots for that year. You got it captured nicely. A year of lies, loss, racists, and plague. It has to get better, we've pretty much hit rock bottom. .
I have to wait until next summer for vaccine. Good luck to all of us!
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Stella L. Crews
12-28-20
01-23-04
"...go into timeless time." ~bishu
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Your lines are usually uplifting
and joyous. This time, this plague
brings truths inexoably forward.
I consider death and wait.
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Lady A
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Lady A
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