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Word Monk

@Howlingwords

A psychedelic soul travelling through the mind

Poetry lives in the fire from how lines rub against each other.


Ah, magic! It may cloud our rationality but brings a certain clarity to the spirit, teases us with an energy that enlivens.


Words give us space to Breathe


When words dance just got to let the steps lead on.. somewhere in the meaning they take us.


Ah, bliss. Often desired, mostly missed.


Pain is sharp and immediate. Suffering is a drama with a background of agonies preformed to ensure we find out how much we are valued.


The rush of life and all the rules that bang against our senses are stirred by the mix of dreams and innocence rubbed raw by experience.


Freedom like all ideas is prey to perspective and evolves out of its own relationship to those who feel they experience its meaning.


Illusions are thieves that paralyze desire with feelings of hopelessness.


Survival is a word scrambling for a definition.


Happy birthday @parekhit !! Love you


We are imagined balloons escaped from gravity


Beauty is an effervescence which the heart treasures in its own sacred existence


Heart through the words, life in their dance


Wind knows where the flames touch truest


Let the metaphors speak and resonate


Breath in the serenity.. watch the ground become a stream


Nature knows all we need to learn


Life is both root and branch and we live both the metaphor and its meaning.


Words pick through the bones of us in seek


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