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creativesoul
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Post by creativesoul » November 15th, 2006, 5:10 pm

sometimes the voice coming from accross the lines
makes sense
out of what seemed so impossible
just minutes ago

the shrink told her
'do not go to bed when he goes to bed
if you have some cuddling desire, do that but continue to live your life'
the psychic says"sometimes it is not equal
why would he not want to marry you?
you have alot of electro magnetic qualities' her accent was sticking, she had to ask, where are you from?
she said 'why?'
she said 'well my mind just keeps trying to figure out if you are italian or russian'and i want to just know and let it go.
she says "hungarian
but i lived in italy'
so many times the lesson was about giving her power away, about concentrating on what she came here for, "to give hope"
all these goofy little stories about third world countries and lovers and strangers made people laugh
when she told them
her conversational writing had not caught up with her mouth and body language
just yet but it would happen
dreams of unleashing children s artistic talent and healing them in the process
all that raw abuse attached to children so sensative
so magical, so hurt so much like her
floating above her was a star
not to let it take her down, she was told, not really feeling at home here on this planet
but the symbols and colors were ovious
the painting had not left her
this was not the year of decisons
the window was open
the view of the river ran softly thru her heart
thinking was not always an asset
her friend was having heart surgery, her sister was having neck surgery
things happen to good people
she called an asked her what kind of smoke signal are we going to have if you are home all alone? how will i know u are ok?
maybe she worried about things that were none of her business
maybe love and light were a gift she could give






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stilltrucking
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Post by stilltrucking » November 15th, 2006, 6:26 pm

its mysterious to me
I have heard it said a woman needs to be loved
more than she needs to love.
a total mystery to me
I only feel my love
not that I don't care so much
As I don't feel that need to be loved

Just to feel that a woman is the wonder of the world

sorry about rambling on you
I have not figured the power thing out,
ideally power should flow from one body to the other
like pouring water from one vessel to another.
I work from dim memories of love
prescious those memories to me.


thanks for writing
I don't always get you
But I like your style.

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