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Sometimes I feel like miss-mashed cookie dough disorganized, inert, intense moody yet sweet, sustaining and irresistible sumptuously **** I guess it doesn’t really matter a friend recently posted on Facebook about how everything is so important yet insignificant at the same time I responded while we are here so much feels important our embodied emotional, needy longing self longs to feel real reasons to be here ways to get through the day things to connect us to life, while we feel ourselves through each day it all feels important...until it all becomes insignificant then it is a completely new existence all together this is the kernel of the truth
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
...As Time Goes On and On
Sometimes I feel like miss-mashed cookie dough disorganized, inert, intense moody yet sweet, sustaining and irresistible sumptuously **** I guess it doesn’t really matter a friend recently posted on Facebook about how everything is so important yet insignificant at the same time I responded while we are here so much feels important our embodied emotional, needy longing self longs to feel real reasons to be here ways to get through the day things to connect us to life, while we feel ourselves through each day it all feels important...until it all becomes insignificant then it is a completely new existence all together this is the kernel of the truth
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
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