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Obvious changes,
as our world rearranges.
It's feelings within,
have a new life to begin.
So simple, so vast.
Beaten by it's own past, by just bearing life,
how long can it last.
It had given the life, the joy and all splendor.
It will leave us with just thoughts we want to remember.
Cradling, feeding us all that we need.
But we had to venture past "that" to "succeed".
I Give her my love, as She has given to me.
To make my bed above, and our chance here to be free.
She will ne'r quit on Loving your soul as She has-
we will never know Her truly as She has been known as.
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Timothy G. Branfalt Sr.
We are all within each other. When that is realized, our prejudice and communication interference will be that of telepathic communication. We will be one with each other and one with the world. These bodies are only temporary forms that keep us restricted from our own heavenly place.
It is only a temporary restriction, especially upon those who intend to use their "physical attributes" with just the selfish, social advancement of themselves.
If this world had started to gain acceptance and understanding of all problematic errors within, we may have been able to share these "advancements" with our brothers and sisters, who are NOW--not later--in danger, not from the immediate natural disasters, but of those that will not surrender the help they need to overcome their immediate handicaps.
The ones of unshared power with food, shelter, clothing, and then to add the militia.
The militia could have been justified, if its intentions were there for the less fortunate, not to take more from the unfortunate.
I live on my lifelong work of gathering a pension, which is paid back to me only due to many years of work. Others work hard, and see nothing. All I have to Always say is "Me casa, es Su casa!", Mucho Amore e "Pura Vida!"
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This says everything clarita zarate | Sep 9th, 2009
In a short simple way you have covered the whole earth. That is beautiful. It really reminds me of how a mother is. Her children can be mean and leave her but she is still there when they come back. They can never call but she loves them everyday and prays for them. They might not show up for her funeral or bury her from to much heartace but she forms a league of angels on the other side to help her guide and protect them.
Tim, what you write really inspires me!
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