Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa
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2008-10-23
02:49 PM
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“This is familiar”, I said to myself and I know repetition counts on its fingers perhaps or tapping its feet until everything done again.
In a glass cage for so many days with no air to call my own and tied to a desk like a horse next to a feeding trough and I ask is that kind of work really the lifeblood of soul?
There’s energy in the air that sometimes creeps into the mind to force a repeat of deeds and I bow like a woman who knows soul has an agenda unknown.
Part of the plan keeps me loving you in a place where I don’t have to breathe but I still need to breathe to get there and so of my air it soon may not be.
Prepare to die … but one, two, three, four, I’m not dead till the counting stops!
Helen / 23 October 2008
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serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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2008-10-23
05:54 PM
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then?
"five, six, seven, eight..."
and yes, now that you have my attention, I'm POUNCING.
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Artic Wind
Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080
Realm of Supernatural
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2008-10-23
06:38 PM
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Enjoyed your thoughts Helen!!~
ARCTIC WIND
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Earth Angel
Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215
Realms of Light
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2008-10-23
06:47 PM
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Keep counting, Honey! Don't let your proverbial phonograph needle get stuck in the same track!
Remember to breathe!
Sending a warm, understanding hug your way, Linda
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