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Damn this thread is making me want to move to SoCal or the Islands or something. You can't surf the Finger lakes unfortunately. Maybe I should try anyway...
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panic in paradise
Bluelighter
Along the branch of a tree
all of life can be seen -
Be-twinned in the breeze that we feel
each breath and thought is shared and sweet -
Captured in the light where we see,
all shadows come to be -
Daring water running free:
warm light, dancing air
and life in-which we feed -
Everlasting is every thought we share,
& all distance remains unseen.
From the bells that ring
Gilded in every brook that sings
Here in all light we gleam
Dream every touch un-known with more feeling then in any moment that could of been.
where are you?
Is the only question that remains, only heard answered by an echoing reply, imagining as so, creates every lost minute as one a-waited for in the grace of iron-clad-joy, the persistence of constant contentedness is here always.
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Nothing lasts or is made be with out ones owned effort
All that has passed is brought again to see if left indifferent
What describes the self is irrelevant,
until a definition of presence is ever evident -
in a moment, of the present, all that matters is carried on by the will of circumstances past - the cause of all action brought to reality, is through the reaction of an environment, in the wake of how everything in its surroundings has allowed its self to be shap'n as.
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to all thoughts forgotten, from wince they do return -
brings also their wants and needs, what
you receive in return for everything done that is unfair
unfair as the un-just actions you make
paid by you to others.
what is more amazing - the fact a hidden room is there?
or that you found it?
what dont you trust about it.?
all of life can be seen -
Be-twinned in the breeze that we feel
each breath and thought is shared and sweet -
Captured in the light where we see,
all shadows come to be -
Daring water running free:
warm light, dancing air
and life in-which we feed -
Everlasting is every thought we share,
& all distance remains unseen.
From the bells that ring
Gilded in every brook that sings
Here in all light we gleam
Dream every touch un-known with more feeling then in any moment that could of been.
where are you?
Is the only question that remains, only heard answered by an echoing reply, imagining as so, creates every lost minute as one a-waited for in the grace of iron-clad-joy, the persistence of constant contentedness is here always.
-----
Nothing lasts or is made be with out ones owned effort
All that has passed is brought again to see if left indifferent
What describes the self is irrelevant,
until a definition of presence is ever evident -
in a moment, of the present, all that matters is carried on by the will of circumstances past - the cause of all action brought to reality, is through the reaction of an environment, in the wake of how everything in its surroundings has allowed its self to be shap'n as.
_______
to all thoughts forgotten, from wince they do return -
brings also their wants and needs, what
you receive in return for everything done that is unfair
unfair as the un-just actions you make
paid by you to others.
what is more amazing - the fact a hidden room is there?
or that you found it?
what dont you trust about it.?
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panic in paradise
Bluelighter
Sirius Star You are the lust of the wanderer
And what wonders lust lives for
The guise of the essence eternal
That need only to pass through
The stary blue river
Of near black hue
Only as apparent as
When noon melds into midnight
Allowing pace amongst all
Beyond where thoughts find place
Amongst an eternal point
And the soul finds peace
In each passage of trined triple-fold binds - shattered illusions
Un Bound
The spirit to remain in its ethereal
Position
Amongst waves of light made of soft sound.
And what wonders lust lives for
The guise of the essence eternal
That need only to pass through
The stary blue river
Of near black hue
Only as apparent as
When noon melds into midnight
Allowing pace amongst all
Beyond where thoughts find place
Amongst an eternal point
And the soul finds peace
In each passage of trined triple-fold binds - shattered illusions
Un Bound
The spirit to remain in its ethereal
Position
Amongst waves of light made of soft sound.
panic in paradise
Bluelighter
We are all cut from the same precious stone
Sent to tumble down different rivers
Enjoy the uniqueness of others, the variety of life is the only constant.
Sent to tumble down different rivers
Enjoy the uniqueness of others, the variety of life is the only constant.
NeighborhoodThreat
Bluelight Crew
panic in paradise
Bluelighter
Thank you NBHT
Be the change that is the river whom shapes gracefully that which surrounds - holding, held, and becoming just the same.
Be the change that is the river whom shapes gracefully that which surrounds - holding, held, and becoming just the same.