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Virtue Signalling antidote

Discussion in 'Personal' started by kibosh, Nov 19, 2015.

  1. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    Post music, art, poetry, opinions etc. that signal HOW you FEEL not necessarily how you THINK. About anything. No words required.
  2. Lascarina

    Lascarina Star commenter

    When I walk along the beach looking for fossils among the pebbles and in the sand, and hear the sound of the sea, I lose all sense of time and become completely absorbed in what I am seeing and hearing and smelling.
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  5. kibosh

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  10. kibosh

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  14. aspensquiver

    aspensquiver Star commenter

    Waking with Russell (2003)
    Don Paterson

    Whatever the difference is, it all began
    the day we woke up face-to-face like lovers
    and his four-day-old smile dawned on him again,
    possessed him, till it would not fall or waver;
    and I pitched back not my old hard-pressed grin
    but his own smile, or one I’d rediscovered.
    Dear son, I was mezzo del cammin
    and the true path was as lost to me as ever
    when you cut in front and lit it as you ran.
    See how the true gift never leaves the giver:
    returned and redelivered, it rolled on
    until the smile poured through us like a river.
    How fine, I thought, this waking amongst men!
    I kissed your mouth and pledged myself forever.
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  15. Lascarina

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  17. Spiritwalkerness

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  18. Lascarina

    Lascarina Star commenter

    You do not have to be good.
    You do not have to walk on your knees
    for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
    You only have to let the soft animal of your body
    love what it loves.
    Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
    Meanwhile the world goes on.
    Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
    are moving across the landscapes,
    over the prairies and the deep trees,
    the mountains and the rivers.
    Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
    are heading home again.
    Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
    the world offers itself to your imagination,
    calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
    over and over announcing your place
    in the family of things.

    Mary Oliver
    Wild Geese
  19. aspensquiver

    aspensquiver Star commenter

    Great thread!

    : )
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  20. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    I'm loving the poetry, so far . . . . especially
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