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He said, "I agree, want to do another?"
by cone (i, iii, v, vii, ix, xi, xiii, xv), and jared (ii, iv, vi, viii, x, xii, xiv)
IHe said, "I agree, want to do another?"II"oh yeah," she says and opens with a quote by him, who responds with a quote by herIIIwait a minute now, that's not how this is supposed to go. She pouted a bit.IVSupposed, should, have to, must, polite, correct, expected, assumed, right, wrong, good, bad. A judgement by any other name still smells likVe <negative anticipation>. She knew only too well that she was weak, selfish and let anxiety rule her life, and yetVIAnd yet maybe what she thinks was known too well, wasn't. Perhaps the real rules and who rules is yet to be discoveredVIIStepping off into the Great Unknown to do all that discovering ellicits great consternationVIIINegative anticipation provokes fear and fear; great consternation. Stepping into the abyss, like keeping ones eyes open at the moment of deIXcision which fuels the astonishing progress of the headlong rush into truth, arriving at selfXcision is especially powerful when used for de to make in with pre, for re and ex of, what we are not, so what remains is USXIthat essential truth, the US, seems somewhat elusive; other times so very closeXIIThe Truth is the I, inclusive of all that exists; the Truth is LoveXIIIhow to bring truth to "Truth" is learning to love me, love others, love the discombobulationXIVLove is who and what we are, we need only let go of what is not, at deeper and deeper levels until there is nothing left but LoveXVIt's God's handiwork: a lesson hard to come by but throughly learned. This will change everything. -
Ghosts' fingers in the red storm light sparkle and change
by Holly (i, ix), Kevin (ii), Tamara (iii, vii), Derek (iv), Jana (v), voluminous (vi), danellopee (viii), and Wayne (x)
IGhosts' fingers in the red storm light sparkle and changeIIDazzling me with their sepulchral danceIIICaring not, yet leaving me bereft of pantsIVWanting not, yet making elaborate plansVThe snowman sings and dances alone.VIgiggling, the little girls pounces, and scoops herself a fresh ice-coneVIII smile & close the curtains. Where my bitches at? Time for a fresh ice-bone.VIIICostco Astroglide 50 gallon drum. Foolhardy? Prescient? I couldn't say.IXMy beanie baby collection, my sense of preparedness, and thee!XBut Beanie batch belies brittleness because burst bubble broke bank barring bright side; looks like the kids are going to community college. -
Humming a song I didn't know
by Julie (i), Brooke (ii), Charles (iii), Lori (iv), and Amy (v)
IHumming a song I didn't knowIII looked around me and laughedIIIStepping on stage for the first timeIVIt's now or never. My time to shineV"Good times come with wine that is fine" -
I was walking along in my sing-song way
by Beth (i), Mike! (ii), Kyle (iii), kevin (iv), and Bethany (v)
II was walking along in my sing-song wayIIwith unbuttoned vest buttons, some buttoned wrong waysIIIshoes torn and tattered dancing in the suns raysIVthe closing moon ensocks their folds like a dryer's smellVThey sleep like babes that have drank their mother's milk. -
I once was a duck
by blahed (i), nwah (ii), Stephen (iii), and Laura (iv)
II once was a duckIIBut now I ain't shitIIII try super hard not to forgetIVBut still leave home with no pants