

Meditation 1: fields of wonder The grass is living emeralds, the water is liquid crystal. The stars are tiny diamonds, and the moon is a globe of glowing silver. The night is dark, but I can see my surroundings clearly. My hair is long and dark, eyes green and gold. By my side is a big white wolf that travels with me everywhere in this world. On my shoulder is a raven of onyx feathers and ruby eyes. The trees sway for me when i pass them. the clusters of blood lilies face me and release their pleasant fragrances. even though it's night, the birds sing of my travels. There's a lake in the center of the beautiful woods. in the middle of the lakeMeditation 1: fields of wonder


Dream july 24, 2009Friday, July 24, 2009Dream july 24, 2009
I walked out of the shop with my candy rope in hand. I doubted that it was 5 feet long, it seems a lot longer than that. As i walk out of the room to the candy factory that the room is in, I notice a girl about my age on the couch by the door. She was wearing a green skirts with flowers on the hem, and a blue shirt with clouds around the collar. I offered her a piece or my candy rope and she declined saying thank you. "Have you figured out which flavor is what color? What about the red that you're chewing on right now?" I shrugged my shoulders and gave her a little of eac


Make BelieveMe -----Make Believe
Did you know that our friends say we act as if we're married? Are we, because I don't remember it. I'm pretty sure that we had a blast up until the very end. You spent some time at the bar, probably. Did I dance with any body? Did I dance at all? And I'm pretty sure that you looked great in your wedding dress. What did I look like in my tux? And where is my ring at?! If I had it I'd wear it for sure. And was I shaking when I said my vows? Were you? What a day . . . .
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You'd think that we'd remember our own wedding, right? Maybe we are . .
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A pirate should be a man's job, they get two kinds of bootie.
When the rich wage war it's the poor who dies
"Cupid only shoots one per person. The arrow, as you know, means true love. If the arrow is black then it's bad. White is a perfect love."
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A pirate should be a man's job, they get two kinds of bootie.
When the rich wage war it's the poor who dies
"Cupid only shoots one per person. The arrow, as you know, means true love. If the arrow is black then it's bad. White is a perfect love."
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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A pirate should be a man's job, they get two kinds of bootie.
When the rich wage war it's the poor who dies
"Cupid only shoots one per person. The arrow, as you know, means true love. If the arrow is black then it's bad. White is a perfect love."
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A pirate should be a man's job, they get two kinds of bootie.
When the rich wage war it's the poor who dies
"Cupid only shoots one per person. The arrow, as you know, means true love. If the arrow is black then it's bad. White is a perfect love."
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A pirate should be a man's job, they get two kinds of bootie.
When the rich wage war it's the poor who dies
"Cupid only shoots one per person. The arrow, as you know, means true love. If the arrow is black then it's bad. White is a perfect love."
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