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How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.
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profound
inspirational
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You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone's so shocked or impressed that you're baring your soul, while to you it's nothing, because you know you've twenty more layers to go.
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Maybe I'm sad about wanting you. I'm not too comfortable with wanting someone.
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Even a mistake is better than nothing.
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Sometimes, upon waking, the residual dream can be more appealing that reality, and one is reluctant to give it up. For a while, you feel like a ghost -- Not fully materialized, and unable to manipulate your surroundings. Or else, it is the dream that haunts you. You wait with the promise of the next dream.
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Shame is always easier to handle if you have someone to share it with.
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and yet I feel that the most real home I'll ever have is the space where our roads merged and traveled along together... for a time.
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On my first visit to the public library, I was like a kid at a candy store where all the candy was free. I gorged myself until my tummy ached.
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I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery.
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insightful
longing
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You're more than a story.
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Which is scarier-- lust or temptation?
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The Sufi saint Rabi'a Al-Adawiyya was seen carrying a firebrand and a jug of water - the firebrand to burn Paradise, the jug of water to drown Hell... So that both veils disappear, and God's followers worship, not out of hope for reward, nor fear of punishment, but out of love.
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Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush"."
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love
blankets
novel
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They say a man's inspiration is visual, but for a woman, it's the narrative. Abandon both the narrative and the visual. Close your eyes, measure your breath. Dead weight is sloughed off, dust swept away, forms dissolve into one atmosphere. The rib cage opens, the lungs fill, the breast rises. Waves sweep up the body on their swell, rocking it rhythmically. Feet planted, the back arches, the pelvis reaches forward. Oxygen kindles a fla..
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At night, lying on your back and staring at the falling snow, it's easy to imagine oneself soaring through the stars.
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For what matters if I gain the whole world, but lose my soul?
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You know, sometimes you look at me with longing... ... even though I'm here with you.
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Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.
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I was grateful for cereal --- the only food that my tummy, riddled by pangs of infatuation, could handle.
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Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school.
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humor
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I love the sea because it is boundless.
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We experience a discomfort that may be foreign to others, but that pain opens up a world of beauty. Wouldn't you think?
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winter
pain
cold
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And that's my comfort -- that someone else was there and experienced the same thing. How else could I know it was REAL and not merely a dream?
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Except heaven is a hope , and eden is a memory .
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heaven
hope
memory
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I still believe in God; the teachings of Jesus even, but the rest of Christianity... its Bible, its churches, its dogma-- only sets up boundaries between people and cultures. It denies the beauty of being HUMAN, and it ignores all these GAPS that need to be filled in by the individual.
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Underwater, we're drowning victims, struggling over and under each others' bodies. But above, we bob with the tide,undercurrents pulling us just far enough apart ,so that we're drifting parallel but not together.
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loneliness
love
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You and I are so much the same... You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone's so shocked or impressed that you're baring your soul, while to you it's nothing, because you know you've twenty more layers to go... ... But we're the ones that are most scared, and need the most love.
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And slowly the snow began to melt. First, doing a number on children's constructions; Then retreating to the foundations of barns and other buildings. Mangy grass poked through the receding snow. Patches of white were swallowed up in the till of the fields. New shapes emerged. Areas of the forest became INACCESSIBLE now that the snow no longer weighed down the weeds and brier. ...Nothing fits together anymore.
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I promise-ted I'd care up for him downwise 'til the tailend of time.
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And there you have it, Your Highness. Turning a jug of water into gold.
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What does the breathtaking view of the ocean mean without you?
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heartbreak
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Now the birds & trees & the moroccan kitties are my muse.
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We didn't want to waste this second chance--
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love
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