Infinite branches of compassion, thriving-budding-sprouting, from root hairs of CARE, nurtured by intentional awareness, imaginal loving awareness, flourish as healing spells broadcast into and from the supranatural.
Me?
I am only an egg.
Look past my crazy limited language and remember the timeless beauty, goodness, and truth that your heart knows.
It’s a deep sadness for sure, partly because there is no route to move through it because there is no human connection there. Thank you for taking the time to read!
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Intention?
What's that?
Example:
https://youtu.be/imo-Pw3ypcs?si=BIePaJzr5wfkM7wp
Or ideas of resonance via
Nassim Haramein
6 min in...
https://youtu.be/voTTLFpGnlk?si=ePl4lLeww5sosH5W
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"Show genuine curiosity," yes.
aka "CARE."
Infinite branches of compassion, thriving-budding-sprouting, from root hairs of CARE, nurtured by intentional awareness, imaginal loving awareness, flourish as healing spells broadcast into and from the supranatural.
Me?
I am only an egg.
Look past my crazy limited language and remember the timeless beauty, goodness, and truth that your heart knows.
mark spark
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The pity and
The newsprint
Found under a rock
What pause it gave God
As I had him take stock.
No creature
But me here
Has this insight, this muse
Meta-sharing Tom's thoughts
How could He refuse?
Awareness' unlikely stopping gave my memory a jar
Robert Frost's raspy voice
haa called out from afar...
Whose woods these are
I think I know
His house is in the village though
He will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep
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😁 very fun, love this!
I'm very glad you decided to publish it yourself. I
it was just too confronting for the newspapers—too raw and honest, a perfect commentary on the world we live in today
Deeply felt the news sadness ..
It’s a deep sadness for sure, partly because there is no route to move through it because there is no human connection there. Thank you for taking the time to read!
Like your work, Tom! Thanks for sharing.
Glad you enjoyed Elena! Thanks for reading
Thank you Tom ! It was beautiful and sad att the same time. 🙏
As are so many things in life. You are most welcome, thank you for making the time to read it!