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“In the darksome night of despair,
my eye turneth expectant and full of hope to the morn of Thy reunion and at the hour of dawn my drooping soul is refreshed and strengthened in remembrance of Thy beauty and perfection.” (Baha’i Prayer) Butterflies, Moths, and Raven Tales Patterns and associations Of yesterday, Changes, Emergence, Transcendence, New Beginnings, Life, and Spring. Yet the Aspie mind occasionally struggles, When it cannot understand What it senses, Thoughts of death, loss and despair instead, Triggered fearful, 2012 Alone in the stillness Night closes in All fears well up to the surface Torrents releasing Beseeching Does anyone care? Then comes A Spirit Presence Wraps itself around Protective, comforting And the tears Dissipate in the Cosmic Flow Sensing, knowing, I am divinely loved I never need again cry alone! 2012
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It was impossible not to have, It's impossible not to be, It's impossible not to still ...! ![]() What this world really needs is more artists and environmentalists! "Its only 'here' that we lose perspective, out at the Cosmic Consciousness Level things get a lot clearer. For example, there is an actual star pattern that is traced in the shape of a Willow Tree, across the breadth of the Milky Way! And no wonder Indigenous peoples refer to the 'here after' as the Happy Hunting Grounds! Has it ever occured to anyone why the bioluminescence dots, on the Na'vi!" |
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