[o1.]I needed a new start.
AdbhutaI strongly believe that people would learn a lot about themselves (and the extremely deteriorating world around them, specifically, the way we treat our environment), if they just spent time in nature, every once in a while. That's what I'm doing right now, actually: spending time with nature. At this very moment, I'm sitting on a [surprisingly comfortable] boulder, in a marvelous place introduced to me by Jeff, as simply, "the water tower". It's a hidden area, in that if I would've never been introduced to this [place], I never would've known it existed; but, you can see part of it from Jeff's balcony, actually. So, it's not a literal, hidinAdbhuta
Zen ThoughtsWhile driving on the freeway last night, I took a look outside of myself (as opposed to looking inward) and wondered where the cars around me were rushing to at such an hour. It made me think of how the world moves on, no matter whether you live or die. Not that any one person would or should be as important as to stop the world in its tracks (although the deaths of some celebrities have said to do so), but that realization (that the world moves on) has always astounded me. To think it may be quiet where you are, but somewhere else in the world, it isn't. To think the sun or moon may be up in one country, and not the next. To think, when explZen Thoughts
Winter's SecretA young couple are entwined under a blanket near a roaring fire in a small, yet luxurious, cabin high up in the mountains. Eyes closed, they savor every second of the embrace---hearing only the gentle wind rustle the pine trees and the comforting beat each other's hearts---thus, completely allowing the new found warmth of their bodies wash over them---a more than welcomed change from the frigid temperature outside.Winter's Secret
Hours ago, all was forgotten when occassional sarcastic glaces turned into eternal romantic gazes, when, as if on queue, snow began to fall. The couple tilted their heads back, almost entranced by this sporadic show of
The ClockIt is sunrise, Today, something is different, The light is unwelcoming, Its warmth is seducing, “Good morning,” the clock brings a new meaning to “lying through one’s teeth”.The Clock
Shadows play together delicately on your bedroom walls, Sighing, you close your eyes and reminisce, You can still feel the warmth of his embrace, It is such a placate that even sleeping in on a Saturday morning cannot compare, “Five more minutes, gone, in the blink of an eye,” the clock informs.
You start to drift off into the land of dreams once more, Cursing at yourself, you wish for an ete
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To live a creative life,
we must lose our fear
of being wrong.
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*in a store* *military police walk in and begin to look at things*
Webb: When will your new stuff come in?
Shop Owner: Soon
Webb: If it comes in call me... You know my number... 911
*sigh* Only in the Military
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How do I inject dignity into the word help? - Illya Kuryakin
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My Content Dealer for 3D....
We seem to be on all the same social network sites
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A Walk With the Wicked Uncompromising South African death metal
I don't expect you to remember me, but I see we had a conversation here this summer.
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-Martin S.
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I love you =AaronBradford
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