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Palette Of My Mind
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Palette Of My Mind |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California 
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Palette Of My Mind On the palette of my mind resides a treasure throve of dreams, each one brilliantly colored to satisfy my ultimate desires. Giving motion to a dream is to have the ability to see it in all of it’s many dimensions, and to believe in it’s realities. Dreams being a fabrication of our hearts most wanted desires makes them have an effect on our soul and gives it power, and to act on these gut feelings brings them forth. The color or brilliance of each that make their way to reality depends solely on us and how much we desire to put in to them and the foundations they rest upon. A flourishing soul is one that has enjoyed the dreams of it’s heart, and thus painting the world in brightly colored master pieces of art. Dreams come true no matter its creator is in its self a miracle to the beholder, and the one that shares his dreams with others a painter of reality. I with my many dreams hope to paint the world with love and share the many brilliant colors of my affections with all that may cross my path through life. For the pallet of my mind resides a treasure throve of dreams. By, Cerenity |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Cerenity, you already have my friend. . . and you will continue to do so as long as your palette is filled with colors of love such as this. . . Wonderful poem my friend. . . -------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Cerenity, Lovely thoughts, a work of art, particularly... I with my many dreams hope to paint the world with love and share the many brilliant colors of my affections with all that may cross my path through life. For the pallet of my mind resides a treasure throve of dreams. Regards, Sudhir. Hey you, out there in the cold, Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisle, With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me? Hey you, don't help them to bury the light. Don't give in without a fight. Hey you, out there on your own, Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me? Hey you, with your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me? Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home.... by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
 your mind paints a lovely vision Cerenity. this is EXCELLENT... love the way your mind works *smile* take care, jm Some things cannot be explained by verses that rhyme, They are not measured by the commitment of time. Some emotions run too deep to be described by words, Forgiveness and understanding-remain the most beautiful words ever heard. ~Janet Marie~ "What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly" ~Lao Tze Tao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Cerenity, my dear friend~ I would think the colors of which you speak are written with colors oh, so deep Colors of a rainbow-hue from the palette of a heart that is uniquely you ! Beautiful thoughts, sweet one. Love you~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
I am feeling very wonderfully RED right now from all of your wonderful thoughts. Thank you much, Love, Cernity |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Dreams being a fabrication of our hearts most wanted desires makes them have an effect on our soul and gives it power, and to act on these gut feelings brings them forth. a wonderful and beautiful poem. very colourful. ------------------------ "Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? " Douglas Adams. "Here chewing your tail is joy" Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Do not listen to a word I say Just listen to what I can keep silent" Nicky Wire |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
This is a wonderful self portrait, perfect in every way And I'm pleased to have such a beautiful friend Liz |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi Brian, Thank you color makes the world more intresting don't you think. Hi Liz, What a wonderful complement Liz, some times I think I am trying to convince myself through my poetry how to understand what I have in my life, because alot of my poetry seems to be teaching or explaining rather than the telling of. Sometimes I fail to see the wealth or beauty beyond the hurtals and need to reasure myself that life is worth all of the jumps and trenches I must go through. And I want so to paint the world with the beauty God intended for it to look like, maybe it is catchy and everybody will start to be paiters HA! Love, Cerenity |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
What a great title! I like the poem very much, and the title is what drew me in..  |
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