I Like the Interconnectedness of Everything

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    Mystery of Indivisibility

    i have been taking extra sleeping pills these days and go to sleep fairly quickly, but then i wake up around 4 or 5 in the morning and wander around in the dark thinking of stuff, like old friends, girlfriends, people, places, etc. all in the past though. and then i start to...
    CopperCoil CopperCoil
    36-40, M
    11 Responses Aug 11, 2008

    Stairway to Heaven

    Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on.  Your head is humming and it won't go in case you don't know, the piper's calling you to join him. Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know, your...
    MakingPeace MakingPeace
    46-50, M
    18 Responses Mar 24, 2008

    Is It Fate?

    It's strange, how everything sort of flows together. Sometimes I feel like I collide with friends at just the right time, like no matter where or when I fall, someone's always going to be there to catch me. Or how tribulations open new chapters in our lives. Good chapters. Maybe...
    paperalias paperalias
    22-25, F
    2 Responses Jul 6, 2008

    Everything Certainly Matters.

    Everything from an untied shoelace to a governmental building explosion has a profound affect on the ultimate outcome of fate. The butterfly affect is what I mean. My life has sucked. I hate most of the time what has happend to me from the death of my father...
    theanimallaminaeht theanimallaminaeht
    18-21, M
    Jan 29, 2010

    "Flower Fresh, Mountain Solid"

    I remember sitting with a monk on a lovely summer afternoon. His name was Thich Nhat Hahn ("tick not hawn"). Children crowded around him much to his delight. 200 people sat in the grass. It was an idyllic camp in the mountains of California. This was in the early 1990's...
    swanfether swanfether
    66-70, F
    17 Responses Jul 17, 2009

    Petals of Perception (a Poem)

    Petals of Perception Find the flower whose supple petals possess the flair to bend with ease. Watch them open to all phenomena with simple innocence, setting life free. Pluck a petal from this flower to see existence flare forth as real. Each diaphanous...
    swanfether swanfether
    66-70, F
    10 Responses May 6, 2009

    Making Our Own Connections

    I grew up thinking that I wasn't good enough or worthy of a good family or true friends. I was alone, lonely, and self hatred had gotten to me. I need to be nurtured, cared for and listen too. I just never wanted to be accepting of that when I was young and in to my later teen...
    Hugsdirector Hugsdirector
    36-40, F
    Nov 4, 2013
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