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the place I see is special;
a block of stone or wending path
built by many hands or feet.
and in my dream, I dream of this:
a vibration, scent or residue,
from pasts that are long lost.
till when I wake the dream takes shape,
wrought of violence, longing or regret:
the sum of much, so little left.
I believe in the power of words and the ability to shape my future. I didn't always think this way.
I know that it sounds bizarre to many and at one time I even thought it was poetic nonsense. "What a waste of time writing down goals and getting all hyped up over reaching for the stars." I'd think. But down through the years, I have read motivational books (or parts of them), listened to meditation tapes and CD's, even went to a few seminars for higher thinking. I adapted some of the thinking into my everyday life, and even read excerpts from many of them, in order to convince myself... (more)
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