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A water drop decided to quit after getting tired of been pushed, shake and blown by mighty winds in the midle of a never ending storm; from water into ice into sparkling little diamonds that make the snow, and then again, melting into tiny pearls to be part of the fog, that make the lights to fade away by obscuring the sun, The little drop, after quitting, jumped from the cloud and went traveling on the shoulders of the wind without looking down; Freedom!!!...Freedom!!! Freedom is waiting down below, in the thirsty earth of a thirsty world, waitng for the drop to give life to a flower or a grain of corn. Nobody followed after the solitary drop, all being so busy riding the fury of the storm, that they didn't noticed that the little drops its fall wasn't on fertile waiting ground... but on a rock. |
A water drop by Georg E Mateos |
Suddenly it hits you in the face anouncing a downpour, a wet herald from the skies telling the seeds to be ready to give man his bread. |
Time’s calling And life takes another step. Pull down my favourite star out of the sky; still I must go on. In my mind there is a place Where my heart and mind meet, That is where my lady lives. Take her away And still I must go on. We define what makes out lives have meaning; What makes our lives joyous, Our lives successful, What makes our lives worth living. Take it all away. Still I must go on For no one or standard defines Whom, or what I am! God and I alone decide That. Tracy L. Scott Trevon |
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Seeing the truth is sometimes just a matter of perspective. Look at the picture, tilt your head to the left, and then to the right until you see the word. Beware of the liar. |
The Liar By Michael Charles Messineo |
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Once ~ I purchased a Beautiful red vase that caught my eye in a store window. When I got it home, I put it in a Specially designated place where I could have constant visual access and admire it as often as I wanted to. But... it did NOT qualify as a ‘HEART THANG’! Also ~ I had an Exquisite painting... So-o-o picturesque ~ so soothing ~ and so aesthetically stimulating. It was strategically hung for panoramic visibility... never to be touched... only appreciated and intrinsically treasured from almost anywhere I stood. But... that relationship was NOT a ‘HEART THANG’! Again ~ I have an extraordinary plant which sits upon my spacious desk near an elegant picture window. It is so Green ~ so Vibrant ~ so full and Healthy. It provides me with so much visual gratification and exhilaration... and as much as I love admiring it...even it, could Never be closely compared to that of... 'A HEART THANG’! However ~ I have family members, friends and have even met strangers which have crossed my path (sometimes just for a season), who were so very hospitable and accessible. For that moment we were the only ones in the universe and our only objective was the needs of the other. ...And though the occasion may have been short lived before resuming the affairs of our busy lives... Let it be known ~ Far & Near, Shout it from the rooftops ~ Loud and Clear, PEOPLE are important... that ain’t slang that’s what I call a real... ‛HEART THANG’! |
A ‘HEART THANG’ SyD's Cafe |
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You are smooth You like To be liked So you pretend You know People like to walk On smooth surfaces So you ensure Your exterior is smooth You smile Even though it belies The look in your eyes When you feel your façade fading You cover up your feelings Nod and smile Uphold your denial With a pill or two A drink or three And people tread All over you Oh yes You are smooth © Copyright 2008 Regis Auffray |
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We are many and you are few, we listen to the crap you spew. Don’t think we aren’t up to speed, on truth and lies as you deceive. You spout out lines of twisted tales, like politicians or car sales. You change what we would like to hear, while your treachery has no fear. You are what’s wrong in every way, no longer care ‘bout what you say. You paint your picture so distorted, you change the story not reported. The words come out but do not say, the truth behind what you portray. You bend the facts for your own gain How is it that you feel no pain? LIAR!!! |
I know this "technique" well. I do not mean to "put down" anyone who uses this way as a method of getting by. This is not meant to abase anyone; if it were, I''d be hurting myself as well. |
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