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Can someone explain who or what the "Nobody" is please? | |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 33671239  United States02/05/2013 06:17 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
IAMIAM User ID: 18016289 United States02/05/2013 06:19 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | As sting sings: we are spirits in the material world. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 21656968 But most have a very hard time separating themselves from their own ego, outside their own illusions of such, to fly away from the flesh that seems to trap them. As far as the nobody you should check out Prince. To Hell with the Prince! Drink and Be King! Thread: Turning Wine into Water |
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| They'refixingtheroad User ID: 18708307 United States02/05/2013 11:55 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I think about this... and all the broken women that our broken communities have produced... sometimes I think they are all of them. The center is sacred Humming away as a song is sung I drift away from reality yesterdays littering picked up today recycled trash tomorrow Where do I fit in this place as fences jump over me is this reality or fate or just some giant in a cave lady always misunderstood the truth of a strong heart dances around you now humming away as a song is sung Taking flight with no limits or restraints dust kicked up from the toe of my shoe free from shame at the top and still I climb unhindered one day from what others think The beautiful thoughts of you are my own shared with kindness ,love and respect cherishment is always what’s best rare and found in the most unusually places Outside of yourself starring in still searching walking that maze into a circle so sacred unafraid purifying mind body and soul the mystery of mystory is yourstory as well When weather goes chill we reach for sweaters Take a walk and tell one another how they feel Reality’s dream of soaring from only there to back again so a FIRE is built to better the warm from the weather that’s chill Eyes wide open no longer shut ready to face your fears light from the flames flickering on the dried tears run dry long ago no longer hurt from past oppression standing your ground ready to battle or fight a future that parades before us another human hanging on wine bottled crosses or scars of hatred that never heal |
| IAMIAM User ID: 18016289 United States02/06/2013 12:00 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I think about this... and all the broken women that our broken communities have produced... sometimes I think they are all of them. The center is sacred Humming away as a song is sung I drift away from reality yesterdays littering picked up today recycled trash tomorrow Where do I fit in this place as fences jump over me is this reality or fate or just some giant in a cave lady always misunderstood the truth of a strong heart dances around you now humming away as a song is sung Taking flight with no limits or restraints dust kicked up from the toe of my shoe free from shame at the top and still I climb unhindered one day from what others think The beautiful thoughts of you are my own shared with kindness ,love and respect cherishment is always what’s best rare and found in the most unusually places Outside of yourself starring in still searching walking that maze into a circle so sacred unafraid purifying mind body and soul the mystery of mystory is yourstory as well When weather goes chill we reach for sweaters Take a walk and tell one another how they feel Reality’s dream of soaring from only there to back again so a FIRE is built to better the warm from the weather that’s chill Eyes wide open no longer shut ready to face your fears light from the flames flickering on the dried tears run dry long ago no longer hurt from past oppression standing your ground ready to battle or fight a future that parades before us another human hanging on wine bottled crosses or scars of hatred that never heal No one ever tell me this is not my Brother and that we do not share a kindred spirit! That was beautiful my friend. |
