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528: How Long?
The stars grow frantic I feel. Compelling me to you with severest insist. And I know I must but can’t shake the rotting that crawls in and bonds my days and years in distraction. What is in the dirt so with the sky compares?
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525: Flow
Present and open, the exquisite machinery of the experience. Suspending judgements, all out roads merge inward. Face turned to the sensory rain. Wide eyes and soul agape Flow.
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467
Promise Yourself to be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them. To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only the […]
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407: Immunity
Not dwelling or striving, but temporarily aside and exempting the heart from all that does not invest in its health. The good men were grave, and yet held always protected a sublime resplendence in reserve for the first ray of morning light over the edge.
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402
Write it. Cast the overflow of your grateful heart toward the white clouds, peaceable there over the mountains, might it carried be lovingly, like a Dandelions seed on the wind across a whispering field. How pleasant for them, upon whose shoulder might your words fall, wondering and in desert.
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278: As you are and nothing different
Methinks he is most wise and practical who’ll not be rushed to carelessness. When a mans daily tasks are confined to the few; those that satisfy his logical intuitions no matter how grand or simple, that fulfilling, strengthens thus the health of the Entirety, – how much more, and is with lesser strain accomplished. How […]
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245: Submerse
If you chance reside near the ocean, a shimmering freshwater basin perhaps, or some sparkling sky-blue inlet stream brushed with the green-apple tips of Willow that whisper in the Springtime breeze, and stir with timid charm the clear and delicious waters passing underneath through which the pebble floor and all animation of life therein is […]
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163
Strange, that deprivation is often confused for discipline, than rather seen for the disorder it is.
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135: Informed, adapt
On this first day of regular training since returning from abroad, has my poor body confessed the reach of fatigues ascendency; much lighter, and feeling weaker in every regard; an overall poorer case than I have been for some length, for seem all qualities diminished of their former vigour. Sleep has been troubled; steps are […]