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falling
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Tess
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like an angel who loved the world more than heaven, matter incorporating spirit. the world spreading the dream unknowingly, across oceans and land. make a receptacle, a home for all the spirit, i'll feel it fall into me.
true, the sun at my head disappeared. the magic of the past few years is gone. you should have seen it come and go. you should have been there in ancient cities seeing that iron web of compassion weave itself. it's really no matter, though, since the purpose is the falling, the falling of spirit into matter.
everything is not all wonderful, or easy, and people stick to their ways. they want to enjoy, always looking for 'cool'. i want to see 50 years into the future and work for it, the sun and earth meeting each other at my feet, deep space surrounding my body, and the mother/father of beginnings keeping my head on straight.
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this should be rillian
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into the hole he dug for himself, he finds it is not as deep as he imagined. he thought he would hurt. instead he is up to his neck in the filth of his own wasted efforts.
an arm is extended. a hand reaches and then up he comes and out he crawls.
he stinks, blinking at the light.
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silentbob
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is like this
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040101
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lulie
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down down to the ground ground
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skyburst777
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into myself
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050610
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Sonya
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Into depression. I guess the highs and lows of life are finally starting to sink in for me.
This is the worst it's ever been. I hope I can get out of the rut.
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050611
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nom
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falling_in
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060314
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nom
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i am always
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061004
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falling_in love with you again...
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070405
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c r 0 w l
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when i press my fingers against my closed eyes, i see a line like a tightrope stretching across here to there.
and if i'm to walk across, i know i won't always be able to do so without losing my balance. there's just too much to upset the success.
falling is how we learn.
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now_now
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I imagine that
falling
&
flying
might feel the same.
At what point does one
become the other.
Is it balance,
will,
strength of character
that creates this dizzying
dichotomy?
To lift or plummet
is the choice ours to make?
would one ever really
choose
the latter over the former?
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two
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it's safe to say I've fallen in love with the world again. I need to figure out where to hop a plane to next.
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080305
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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