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Its been a little rough for me lately. Too much bad among too little good. Life has a way of moving you out of complacency, whether you want to move or not. At times like these, I remember that change is the only constant. Somehow my friends are always there. Standing in the light of your collective halo For those of you that don't know its all about love. everything else is just secondary. That's where my headspace is at. If your not there that's alright, we all walk a different path right right. Don't love people for who you think they are, but what they are destined to be. So lets all look a little deeper and see more than whats on the surface. Some of you don't hear me tho. You will when your ready, everything in its own time. Love is the answer, love is the cure. Let go of all the hate, fear and pain that you have, it holds you back, it holds you down. One more time that wall of hate, fear and pain needs to come tumbling down. Seriously kids this is not a dress rehearsal. So its love or fear. One will take you into bliss. The other will continue the suffering. There is no need to suffer limitation. Choose the unlimited. You know what to do.
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 I keep searching Forever in your eyes I'll be careful But soon we will shine And I can't see today And I can't see tomorrow You're burning out of my head And my brain its going wrong And I will live today And I will love tomorrow No matter what is said or done Even if its going wrong
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It's too late To fall in love with sharon tate But it's too soon To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb I think it's time that you all start To think about gettin' by But I have that need to go out and find somebody to love It's too late There's no one left that I even wanna imitate  You see, you just don't know I'm here to give you my heart  And you want some fashion show  But it ain't no contribution To rely on an institution To validate your chosen art And to sanction your boredom And let you play out your part It's too late You know when they got nothin' to give They only part their legs for what's negative  They're so decadent . . . Until their daddy's money from home's all spent  So I think it's time, because it's too easy To rely on worshiping devils and strangers in bed,  Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good head It's too late You shoulda realized I was worth the wait Ah, but you didn't hesitate When he took you off, you let him seal our fate So I think it's time That you all start To think about gettin' by Without that need to go out and find Somebody to love
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To define myself So filled with connotations that are not representative of me The values and judgments inherent in words Negative and positive
Word can be used to define the self but they are inexact in nature They hold too much history very little of which is my story
Which is more important
Who you have sex with? or Who you dont have sex with?
Is identity defined by behavior or feeling?
Is desire the same as intention?
Why live in the binary? At the one end of the spectrum or the other What about thetransitonary space in between? 
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Name: Снежная королева
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June 2009 |
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Form is emptiness; emptiness also is form. Emptiness is no other than form; form is no other than emptiness. Feeling, perception, formation, and consciousness are emptiness. All dharmas are emptiness. There are no characteristics. There is no birth and no cessation. There is no impurity and no purity. There is no decrease and no increase. In emptiness, there is no form, no feeling, no perception, no formation, no consciousness; no eye, no ear, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind; no appearance, no sound, no smell, no taste, no touch, no dharmas, no ignorance, no end of ignorance up to no old age and death, no end of old age and death; no suffering, no origin of suffering, no cessation of suffering, no path, no wisdom, no attainment, and no non-attainment.
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