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Churn churn, This boiling *** of thoughts and versions ... Churns itself. Driving me to stop and breathe ... Just long enough to take a bearing ... Finger in the wind. Just long enough to pause in the in-between ... And to take back what is ours ... What humanity is the steward of. Have you laughed ... The laughter of understanding? The time for crying is past. Enough tears have already been shed. It's time to take back what is ours. What humanity is the steward of. The power of thought Transforms all through the alchemy of love and creativity. The alchemy of imagination ... In humanity's hands.
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Jan 25, 2010
Jan 25, 2010 at 1:17 PM UTC
Churn
Churn churn, This boiling *** of thoughts and versions ... Churns itself. Driving me to stop and breathe ... Just long enough to take a bearing ... Finger in the wind. Just long enough to pause in the in-between ... And to take back what is ours ... What humanity is the steward of. Have you laughed ... The laughter of understanding? The time for crying is past. Enough tears have already been shed. It's time to take back what is ours. What humanity is the steward of. The power of thought Transforms all through the alchemy of love and creativity. The alchemy of imagination ... In humanity's hands.
Copyright  2010 Jeramy Hale
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Jan 25, 2010
Jan 25, 2010 at 1:17 PM UTC
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