“I disappear not to escape people, but to return to myself.”
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"The poem is shaped my the magic of the writer to their reader."
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We will always fail in our efforts to escape the ravages of history for it is written in our own hand.
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Those eagerly awaiting VR in order to escape their real world limitations will soon discover that VR is a brutal proponent of reality.
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Escape from personality, into personality -- a poem, in one way or another, is always personality -- If it comes out of us, it is personality -- either near-local...nearer God...or the Devil.
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Education should empower you to make choices, not just take tests. Real learning shapes your future, it doesn't just fill a workbook.
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Fools are born not made but wise men, wise men are shaped by the currents and tides
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Man changes his mind like diapers...and should.
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Life can be an illusion. We just have to look past those illusions to the reality of itself. Don't believe what you hear. Never judge a book or someone by their cover. Every book, every person has a story. Keyword... agape love, not hate.
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Be mindful of what you consume, for it shapes your being. Nourish your vessel with compassion, as your diet influences your inclinations. Choose your music judiciously, for rhythm resonates deeply with your soul. Be mindful of what you read, as words penetrate straight to your heart. Always practice prudence, for the devil’s trickery often hides in the guise of necessity.
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For each picked lily there are paper flowers that wish to come alive.
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Time may change the face and the shape, yet nothing can change one’s heart or one’s grace.
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In the vast tapestry of nature, every thread is a life, every life a story. To cherish and protect both the web and the weaver is to honor the true interconnectedness of all beings.
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Since birth till death , struggle can not be escaped
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Writing is but an escape for the soul,
freeing our passions making us whole
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In the tapestry of life, each thread of struggle weaves a brighter future; it’s never too late to chase dreams, ignite passions, and dance to the rhythm of hope.
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Love shapes and forms life around us. To reach into, to mold and draw from the void, is to inject individualized spirit of heartfelt passion into the limitless potential of divine mystery. For all real purpose, there is nothing till we know it. Feel and sing...as God projected His heartfelt waves of vibration into all tributaries of eternal sea.
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People aren’t inherently nasty; their circumstances shape their behavior.
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The whispers of our past shapes the echoes of our future
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I believe that the act of sitting down and truly expressing your emotions is far more therapeutic than wasting time on things that will only lead to regret. Pursue what you love, no matter the challenges—it’s the only path to genuine fulfillment.
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Demons have escaped from Hell to destroy our beautiful planet, hurling their vengeance towards God. Their shallow vanity earned them punishment: the exodus from Paradise. Whatever they plot, they won't be successful.
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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER - DEDICATED TO Hayley June Brooks
"Wisdom is a river, flowing through the landscape of our thoughts, carving valleys of understanding and mountains of insight."
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"Silent storms shape the strongest souls."
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In the annals of imagination comes forth your reality. You are cleverly composing, always creating, a tapestry of beautiful insights displayed for all. It is amplified by the amazement of your pure Love.
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Death is the final destination of all beings. I have never seen any escaped alive, not even saints. Eternal life is the goal.
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paper and heart are very delicate
in pain one takes the help of words
and the other makes tears the reason...
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Life is a mysterious journey, of shape-shifting, soul transforming conscious experiences -- Time and place are not nearly important as, quality of grace and love honed and hued.
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My world is shaped as an ellipse and you my focal point.
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"Words are paint on paper."
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