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EVERY ENDING IS A NEW BEGINNING
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Somewhere between mercy and vengeance
Is the grey fogbank of indifference
The apathy that blots out the whole situation
The sharp sigh that cuts the tether
So we are free to drift off to new worlds
Of wonder
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GO TOWARDS THE LIGHT
The Higher Self is the midwife that waits
To deliver the stricken lower self from the womb of obsession
To stand in the birth chamber of compulsion
And bring consciousness safely back into the light
Heralding the rebirth of knowledge, inner strength and new purpose
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RULE-ETTE
Life is a great big casino
Each day we win and lose
But we can cash in our chips for wisdom
Whenever and however we choose
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STOP OR GO, YES OR NO
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A plan is forming
I can see its vague shape waitimg
On my potential path
Shrouded in the swirling mists of time
And probability
As I get closer, I will be able to ask
"Who goes there? Be ye friend or foe?"
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GOING GOING GONE
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What if they don't "get it"?
Will never get it
It might be impossible for them to process enough new information
To ever get it
In fact anything that does not reinforce their world view
Makes them angry enough to attack
They are threatened by differences, alternatives, proven facts
What do we do with them?
We can't change them either by sweet reason or hard data
So we must change ourselves
Fortunately, we are capable of change
We can adapt, develop a winning strategy for a peaceful life
My winning strategy is to ignore them
While doing everything legal I can to thwart their agenda
I get out of their way, they are rushing headlong
Towards the fate of the unchangeables
Those forever stuck in the concrete of their opinions
I don't hate them, but I have no hope for them
To see the same light that guides me toward inclusion
Fairness, equality and learning
We get it, and we get that they don't get it
And that they are dangerous in their rage to destroy anything
Different than them
We are different than them but we will prevail
Over time love, kindness and fairness is more powerful
More sustainable, more sensible - love bets and wins
Because the Divine is Love and the Divine is the House
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FAIRY TALE TORCH
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Almost everyone can remember
How disappointed and shocked they were
As children
When they realized that life wasn't fair
People we look up to can be hypocrites
And worse, innocence and purity doesn't always triumph
In the end
The child has no words for this shocking realization
Except to scream, in their high thin voice
"It's not fair!"
Maybe someday idealism and happy endings
Kindness and fairness triumphing
Goodness rewarded
Will be written out of children's stories
And the children will read gritty realistic noir
But ...
There is something in humanity that needs children to have
A higher truth, a brighter vision, a purer heart's words
In the hope, the bone deep hope
That the children will grow up and transcend
The current state of our flawed justice and inadequate kindness
And make a world so beautiful we will look on from heaven
And smile
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