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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Vixens aren’t angels and that is the truth but sometimes a barb on the wire comes undone and bends itself into those angel things that flip and flap as a means to an end. The end is the knowing of wrongful intent, the switch and the turn into the right lane, and the watching but not enforcing the rules of those who would travel the wrong other way ~ but the start of that clean and innocent wire vulnerable to the wind, the rain, and the hail, suffers the change like a baby held down for a timely cleaning and clearing process. Vixens don’t die but they bend and are bending like wire in the hands of a skilled other self who teaches and shows how to cut and to mould the ego, the will, into more useful tools. A Ripley’s tale of a turn, turning, vixen but, believe it or not, there’s still more to learn! Helen / 16 March 2007 |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Helen, you are a marvel...a timely and ultimate touching manner and meaning for me...a bewildering world we create for ourselves sometimes, and man, how our choices grow...into something like vixons, if we deem it to be. Also, good and bad collide, and mutually benefit, most of the time... Your writing is always so touching, thank you  Lee J. |
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