Lightning fast meditation in Asian traffic is something I’ve done a lot. Now, at this moderately unadvanced age of mine, I’m already prepared for death.
I never understood the magic of some words simply put together. I never want to understand how it works. I dont know why this poem touched me, the BGK vibes, the beauty of the futility.. I had to smile at your mani ruined by the laundry. Although I bet the contrast between the white clothes and the black nails must have been stunning.
The music you wrote today was divine, thanks for the present.
Thanks, I don’t know why either. This was written very quickly and I didn’t think it was one of my best but folks seem to like it. I think perhaps beneath the words there’s a certain ‘feel’ that eludes even the writer…. And yes the ‘beauty of futility’ is something we all understand.
Really> It makes everything look so confident – but also realise I have so much to catch up on in your writing so it’s easy navigating. Love your work. Bonne weekend.
Unconventional poem. Nice. the last line does provokes a call for action -> to smoke hehe 😛
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Haha thanks!
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I never learn either, seemingly. Oh well, maybe someday.
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Think it helps the lessons stick when we actually learn them 😉
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So I’ve heard. 🙂
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Yeah, I’d lose it too. Really like this one, Babe!
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This was written on a playful whim
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It’s never a happy ending.
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that’s rock and roll, sweetheart 😉
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hehe, this was funny
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I don’t do funny. That was unintentional.
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Lightning fast meditation in Asian traffic is something I’ve done a lot. Now, at this moderately unadvanced age of mine, I’m already prepared for death.
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Brilliant, and clearly, you do learn 😉
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We try. 😉
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I never understood the magic of some words simply put together. I never want to understand how it works. I dont know why this poem touched me, the BGK vibes, the beauty of the futility.. I had to smile at your mani ruined by the laundry. Although I bet the contrast between the white clothes and the black nails must have been stunning.
The music you wrote today was divine, thanks for the present.
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Thanks, I don’t know why either. This was written very quickly and I didn’t think it was one of my best but folks seem to like it. I think perhaps beneath the words there’s a certain ‘feel’ that eludes even the writer…. And yes the ‘beauty of futility’ is something we all understand.
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This is brilliant — both the poem and the photo.
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Thank you!
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Your blog has on so beautifully since I last checked in; it is looking so refined. X
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Thanks! I’ve only just changed the theme.
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Really> It makes everything look so confident – but also realise I have so much to catch up on in your writing so it’s easy navigating. Love your work. Bonne weekend.
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Thank you. You have made my day. Take care. Best wishes
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