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Nov 2018
RENEW MY VIEW

Stuck in a passageway lots of exits but just looking forward to see the end of the tunnel

Becoming Blase' while slipping on the blinders ,how often will your call be adjusted before you fall

That man at the store told each of us a different tale,you saw a schemer while I saw another caught up in the shuffle

Simple slips of time routinely pass through our minds,which is truth or how much more is left to explore

Sight being blocked through blemished views set from patterns that were blindly askew,many thoughts to juggle

Who is to say they have partaken in the perfect perception,is what we are showing really all that is in our core

Is our goal to judge a persons  role or to let the scales remain balanced,Honest inquiry creates a puzzle

Two people reach out to assist,which one responded to help themselves,is it someone they ordinarily deplore

After the first Hallelujah is the function  to analyze or criticize ,one mans actions left  a person to grumble then another feeling humble. R.C.
Saw a disheveled man riding a bicycle at a store buying propane on the coldest night of the yr. I barely noticed but the person I was with said "He is taking something from the system" ? It jolted me a bit,after "discussing" it for a few minutes he sure did assume a lot about that person, just based a brief glimpse, it bugged me:) Is in part why my hair is to my waist I suppose but am sober drug free:) keeps them guessing.
I guess I still stand by old rule of you really never know who you are sitting next to. Thanks for reading your thoughts are helpful. Rick Wichita Kansas
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wichitarick  wichita Kansas
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