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Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:03:01 -0700

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Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:02:52 -0700

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Thu, 03 Sep 2009 12:31:00 -0700

It's between your lips
that madness rushes in,
descends to the throat,
invades the waters.

It's in your breast
that fire's pollen
joins the fountainhead
and spreads in the shade.

It's on your loins
the spring begins
to be a river of bees,
a tiger's low rumbling.

It's from the waist to the knees
that the sand burns,
the sun is secret,
silence blind.

Lie down with me.
Light my windows.
Between lips and lips
all the music is mine.

Eug�nio de Andrade

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Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:08:24 -0700

Carrie Graber

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Tue, 04 Aug 2009 16:41:29 -0700

Silence

When tenderness
seems tired at last of its offices

and sleep, that most uncertain vessel,
still delays,

when blue bursts from
your eyes

and searches
mine for steady seamanship,

then it is I speak to you of words
desolate, derelict,

transfixed by silence.

Eug�nio de Andrade

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Sat, 25 Jul 2009 17:15:14 -0700

2 little whos

2 little whos
(he and she)
under are this
wonderful tree

smiling stand
(all realms of where
and when beyond)
now and here

(far from a grown
-up i&you-
ful world of known)
who and who

(2 little ams
and over them this
aflame with dreams
incredible is)

e.e.cummings

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Tue, 05 May 2009 20:11:08 -0700

When One Falls in Love

Who is going to tell the heart,
That passion is not madness
Even that it seems
Insane to believe

I fell in love for a look
By a gesture of tenderness
Even without a word
To say

My love,
life passes by in a moment
And a moment
is too short to dream

When we love,
We simply love
It's impossible to explain

When we love,
We simply love!

Oswaldo Montenegro

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Sat, 07 Mar 2009 17:43:16 -0800

If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies.

Unknown

I'll be off until April.

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Fri, 02 Jan 2009 17:56:01 -0800

Courage

The word courage is very interesting. It comes from a Latin root cor, which means `heart'. So to be courageous means to live with the heart. And weaklings, only weaklings, live with the head; afraid, they create a security of logic around themselves. Fearful, they close every window and door - with theology, concepts, words, theories - and inside those closed doors and windows, they hide.

The way of the heart is the way of courage. It is to live in insecurity; it is to live in love, and trust; it is to move in the unknown. It is leaving the past and allowing the future to be. Courage is to move on dangerous paths. Life is dangerous, and only cowards can avoid the danger - but then, they are already dead. A person who is alive, really alive, vitally alive, will always move into the unknown. There is danger there, but he will take the risk. The heart is always ready to take the risk, the heart is a gambler. The head is a businessman. The head always calculates - it is cunning. The heart is non-calculating.

From the book The Way of the Heart by Osho

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Thu, 01 Jan 2009 15:40:05 -0800