Throwback Thursday #2

In the spirit of my first Throwback Thursday post where I shared some of my earliest poetry pieces, I’ve decided to continue publishing what has otherwise been written on scraps of paper, napkins, old mail and whatever else I could find at the time, desperate to see the words in my mind exist in front of me.  For years these words have been stashed away in a box for no one else to see but me.  What follows was written who-knows-when exactly; I got out of the habit of dating my work.  I’m pretty sure these musings were written within the last 10 years, but I’m hoping their relevance is timeless. Happy Thursday!

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If I am to be a dreamer, I want only to dream that the moment is real.

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Let your desires be filled with a concern for others. Anything you achieve in this world, let it reflect a deep sense of compassion.

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Only when we learn to understand one another can we begin to understand ourselves.

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Love for the sake of loving,
Give for the sake of giving,
Ask for nothing in return and ye shall reap the benefits.

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You mock the blind by choosing not to see what is right in front of you.

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What you will find in the eyes of a mime–
That which was there the whole time.

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The greatest thing one can do for humanity is to utter only truth.

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If we knew how the story is supposed to end, why would we bother going cover to cover?

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The only thing that makes a villain a villain are the heroes of the world.

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The thrill of Hide-n-Seek is the process of being discovered. Once found, game over; it’s someone else’s turn to be “it”. Now run along and play nicely.

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All we are is just a series of memories getting passed down from generation to generation.

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I am but a reflection
of a reflection
of a reflection
of pure consciousness
giving way to distortion.

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Life, I think, has more to do with the non-existence of life than of one’s ability to live and breathe.

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The boundaries you see before you are only imagined. The key, I believe, is to unimagine them.

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It’s not me that’s changing, it’s the weather.

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