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I paid my way into your life.  This is the thought that I now think about and had I been a few years younger, I would have disagreed.  I would have told myself that people who need things that money requires often wish for them.  I would have said that I was someone who stepped out of his box and I was someone who could help.  As I sit here, in ( Read more... )

    I've never left from here, the imprint of myself on the electronic ground.  Wet Earth, soft, and deep grooved foot print on the sand.  I'm around.  I'm in a place that breathes of life, where sun is ever plenty, and the land is flowing of milk and honey.  It's pleasant and full of life, walking passersby simply living their lives ( Read more... )

I'm still around.

    I've known for awhile that I had brother.  Only we know of our existence, and maybe one of our adoptive parents.  My father had once said in anger to me when I was a child that I wasn't his son.  I was about 8, and I wanted to understand why he had so much anger behind his eyes.  The thought hasn't left me since.  It took me about 9 years, ( Read more... )

    You've probably stopped for every man in a wheelchair that strolled the streets of New York City, hoping it was that clever stranger who had fallen from some high point in the world.   A man who somehow held some greatness behind his broken appearance; amidst all the things he suffered from, he survived on a day to day basis.  And when hope ( Read more... )

You are what you eat.


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One could get used to lucid dreams. The kind that wake you with a cold sweat. A memory of a place that may be real. You may question if it is a memory of an event that happened or something that the mind made you think. I've had many of these dreams.Heavy rain beats against the metal of a moving car. Inside you could hear it, mixing with the ( Read more... )