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NAAJIR wrote a new post
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Movement is EVERYTHING. And you certainly hit your stride in this piece. Too often seem to wanna wait on a “sign” before they’ll get off their asses & do something. If the thought whispers in the mind…move on it. That’s why it’s there.
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Truth runs through everything – or should for Life’s sake! The ‘do unto others as..’ in any faith is the truth of existance, without it – all’s lost. Perhaps that explains the reason for our planet gradually fading into space even unreachable via Man’s ability. Maybe Al will win the contest – when it’s truthful enough to say how and – able. Fine writing, also a fine claim to fame by, perhaps, starting a debate
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Love the flow and the T.R.U.T.H. in this. Must have missed seeing this one on the board when I was here the last few times. But that’s just like the truth….you have to go looking for it. Magickal as they are, we can’t depend or even subsist on thought & word alone. Actions…passions…are what makes it an earthly reality. It’s like the old truther meme says…”the world is not real yet everything you do matters”
Keeping this one.
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Nick DC wrote a new post
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This reminds me of “I Dreamed a Dream” from Les Miserable. We start out full of hope & sparkle & the world dulls our shine until there’s nothing left. Just bills to pay & the hope we go out on a good note rather than the usual shit. Totally feeling this one
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The world gets too big I suppose. It’s never enough to stay in your own happiness. The world is designed to take and take. But also the older we get we are hit with reality. Losing people, losing friendships and so on. I think the thing that hurts the most is knowing when those moments are gone they are gone. There will be no other moments like them
Thanks for the read, friend. Very much appreciate it.
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Brilliantly penned, Nick. Into the book it belongs! This write has layers my friend, excellent work. Appreciate you.
Damian
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This is the second time I have read this, and I want to think about it. Depression is a strange beast. Not suicidal but not feeling the same. will drop dead doing something you hate. That struck a cord. I used to like the job I do, but too many worms came out of the apple, and now I work. This is my passion. To write and see others do what they love to do.
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For me the poem is rather my darkest depression. The world beats you down and some days I feel like I’m just going through the motions. As the poem says I’m not suicidal, but there is comfort in the idea that I choose the way rather than it being something, or somewhere I rather not be.
Thanks for the read, friend.
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First, I love the Esthetics of this piece. You really make the reader focus. The first line was on point. I enjoyed this.