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User Image blacksssun Posted: Jan 19, 2018 2:15 PM (UTC)
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Отличной вам пятницы! Бегите скорей домой или в другие приятные места! 🍷
User Image hoodhealth Posted: Jan 19, 2018 1:58 PM (UTC)

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Be THAT seed..... #HoodHealth
repost via @instarepost20 from @forkfunk Each new thought is a #seed including the ones that get you out of desperation and into claiming life.
Go back to that seed and weed out what was once thought as can't be done.
Sound #crazy? Depends if you think you're greater than a tree. Nothing is insurmountable. Not bad times, worst times or even how to reach your wildest #dreams.
The next time someone says YOUR idea or desires or goals for YOUR life are crazy, do yourself a #lifechanging favor: #Claim being that #nut.
Because..."sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't. Almond Joy has nuts, Mounds don't." And I don't know about y'all but wouldn't it be better to have #JOY than lay around like a #Mound? Plus, nuts grow on trees! Go get your #breakthrough.
#MorningMotivation #fullcircle #tree #chocolate #evolve #throwbackthursday #growth #mounds #breakshit #metaphor #therock #treeoflife #boulder #greaterthan #levelup #almondjoy
User Image jacintavwhite Posted: Jan 19, 2018 1:49 PM (UTC)

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#writeandwander 3

To be honest, there is some “eek” going on as I look at all these hangers of clothes that no longer serve me. Well, I guess if I wore them they would keep me warm. But I don’t. They hang in my closet taking up physical and mental space. So why have I kept them? Fear that if I got rid of even one item I would regret it? The next day would be the ONE day I would want to wear it?! I can’t be alone in this, I’m sure. But what’s underneath it all? What’s really going on? Ready to explore? (#writingprompt : journal on the thought — “I’m afraid of letting go of (fill in the blank) because without it I feel...” Of course, after you’ve journaled, if you feel inspired to write a poem it could be a “goodbye” poem to that which you are releasing. Be sure to include why you’re releasing it.)

#writing #journaling #poetryprompt #purging #decluttering #hangers #metaphor
User Image billsnodgrass Posted: Jan 19, 2018 1:17 PM (UTC)
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User Image micjoh54 Posted: Jan 19, 2018 12:37 PM (UTC)
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I am very pleased to say that my image “Sam in the Water” has been selected for small works Baruch 2018 a juried exhibition at the Mishkin Gallery, 125 East 22nd Street at Lexington, New York, NY from February 16-March 15. Opening reception: Thursday, February 15, 2018, 6-8pm. Thank you very much Elizabeth Avedon for selecting this work. “Sam in the Water” was shot on July 4, 2017. The fireworks had ended and my son, Sam, in a burst of spontaneity, jumped into the water disrupting the quiet aftermath of the celebration. Home from school, finishing his degree and like many young people Sam is unsure of his next steps. He is still underwater but coming to the surface towards the light—his features recognizable but not fully formed and his arms open and outstretched in a familiar way. #metaphor #fathersandsons #longisland #nightphotography #nightswim #portraitmood #portraitphotographer
Stepping on the shards of glass, flying with torn wings, smiling with a broken heart. I've been there.
From waking up in the morning with a thought of something I love, to drifting off to sleep on a wet pillow. I've seen it all.
From finding joy in artificial feelings, from drowning in rivers of purity, from dreaming of new beginnings, to dark and shallow ends, I've been there, I've seen it.
Now I stand here with the strongest soul, an invincible being. Like a bolt of lightening, I'll surely strike at the right place and at the right time. I've become immortal. I'll die someday but not my strength. I'll be here as long as you are, I'll be here as long as everyone else is. As long as I am here I won't look back now. I stand here today, but it's been quite a while here now. It's time to let go and reach the peak. It's time to soar to the pinnacle. I'll now destroy to succeed. I'll now not care of zeal. Love is just another word in the dictionary now,exists for only the ones who stood by. You're history.
Now you'll see what you lost. Now you'll regret what you've made. Now you'll repent the creation of a monster.
The new me is born and I demand redemption. I'll make it all different now. The tables have turned. Let's see how much you can make out. Let's see how much you can hurt. Try me. Try her. Try all of them. Try. And the day when you'll realise, the only consolations you'll get would be that you deserve it. You deserved it the whole time. When everything would turn away and you'll face what I have, I hope you won't try to escape. I hope you won't want to leave. Not because I don't want you to die, but because I want you to live with it. I would want your soul to try to separate out of your body but in vain. I would want you to survive with all the wrongs. I would want you to scratch yourself and pull your own hair and scream at your loudest potential,and I hope there'll be no one to listen to you. I hope you'll face what you made me go through.
I used to love. Now I HATE.
Congratulations, you created a monster. Now you'll see the other side.

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