We’re all the same
Homogenized conglomeration of all things tasteless
Without faces
Marching in line chanting the same fallacious message
Why do we feel so helpless?
Downing sugared caffeine to take the soul-sucking edge off
Mechanical nodding
Force-fed bullshit direction ingested
Forcing plastered smiles through our thinly veiled frustration
How the fuck did I ever get so complacent?
An ugly pattern emerges to stifle silent screaming
For a while for the sake of sanity, we forget
Dressed up distracted with pockets full, we forget
How, why is it so easy to forget?

Low-Anchored Cloud

Low-anchored cloud,
Newfoundland air,
Fountain-head and source of rivers,
Dew-cloth, dream-drapery,
And napkin spread by fays;
Drifting meadow of the air,
Where bloom the daisied banks and violets,
And in whose fenny labyrinth
The bittern booms and heron wades;
Spirit of lakes and seas and rivers,
Bear only perfumes and the scent
Of healing herbs to just men's fields!

"Si Dieu n'existait pas, il faudrait l'inventer."
Mais toute la nature nous crie qu'il existe; qu'il y a une intelligence suprême, un pouvoir immense, un ordre admirable, et tout nous instruit de notre dépendance.
~Voltaire

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Maybe new love feels so right because in it we live life the way it's meant to be lived: falling in love with one another, with life and with God over and over again.

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Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.~Ralph Waldo Emerson