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Huddle
we might have had the decency to apologize
standards of taste and decency that we expect broadcasting humanities to meet
may we will find
the basic decencies of civilized society -
Echoes Of The Past
Speak to me of precious things,
of the subtleties that unseen entities
again do bring. -
Agony - cloudless skies
the unknown fear
feeling frightened that me might be killed
I groaned at the memory, suffering all over again the excruciating embarrassment of those moments
anger burn inside of me! -
constriction
a constricted vision of the world
when the sun reclines
the night consumes light
geological epochs
epochs fly
the time blinded by a thousand dying suns -
thick skull
Pieces of wreckage
rusted door
a few scattered settlements
an old dream rusting away outside
eradication extirpate
abolition terminated?
extermination life will cease -
Dare To Be Alive
Dare to be alive!
don’t you dare?
It will be difficult to persuade us that there’s no other choice
or have you lack the courage of your convictions? -
Abandoning Ancient Aboriginal Awareness
Used Ancient Ways
Heard Natures Voice
Listened to Her
Made the Right Choice -
Modern Mans Momentous Mishandling
All His Bridges
Have been Burnt
Nothing gained
…..Nothing Learnt -
Healing hands with Nanabush
I have continued with my healing and now know that if the person is drinking or abusing drugs that I can not effectively heal them until they have been away from it for three days. This is a c…
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exist within the walls of reality
We were on the point of giving up
what’s the point of all this violence and racism?
what’s the point of all this boundaries and barriers?
at this point in time we just have to wait -
The Seeds Of The Desolate
the seeds of the desolate
to sow doubt in their’s mind
to sow confusion
sow in ourselves blood
sow in our thoughts
the seed of the desolate
sow in the humanity -
Liquid Sovereignty
feeling utterly exhausted
hopelesss
the thoughts scattered in all directions
It’s hopeless trying to convince myself -
Our Future Anthem
We left feeling that we had just scratched the surface of this fascinating world
badly scratched the shadow mirrors
the face is the mirror of the soul
scratch mirror -
The Time Being
What is time?” A long pause was interrupted by muffled laughter as I crawled into myself…...
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Shattered Bones - Rebirth Of Lost Soul
amount of make-up couldn’t hide expression
like didden dangers lurk in the ocean depths
I just couldn’t hide my fear during daylight
inner screams!!!
