Consider everyone as a friend unless they prove to be otherwise and then we should consider the workings of some compromise. There are certain mysteries compelling from previous births we’ve had and what we’re all faced with now is the outcome of them good or bad. ________
From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's
Is it bad to know that it would hurt if I went through I’m the bad guy if I tell the truth And I know no one wants me to go And I know that even though I used to not care They wouldn’t go there Do the same thing I want to The same thing I can’t do What would they think To know that I'm on the brink Of leaving and never coming back
why do people do things that are bad for them maybe its because they dont love themselves enough maybe that bad thing is the only good thing left in their life
why do people stay with people that are bad for them maybe its because they think they don't deserve better maybe that bad person helps them relive their past trauma unconsciously
1. bad day omens come in threes, a Trinity Church with a graveyard included and attached, (1); when your breakfast navel orange targets, aims & squirts on its namesake orifice,, a prescient hint for a freshly cleaned white T-shirt day, first bite of the date
2. a trinity requires three, the day is young, so when sun up shines, surely a positivity, nah, no! just to make a point, immediate comes out a glazed donut coating haze that says impolitely, no sir, “nun-uh”
3. go to the kitchen for fresh coffee, hearing a car pulling out, finding note, on coffeepot-propped, neatly folded, To: Only Love Poetry
”Cannot do this anymore, don’t forget to turn the coffee machine off”
P.S. Can’t afford another costly mistake. Pre-treat that orange spot. It was good for awhile, till it wasn’t, but our spots, just won’t come out, no matter how many times we tried, stained permanent. Sorry.
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(1) Trinity Church https://www.exp1.com/blog/5-most-famous-people-in-trinity-churchyard/
Everyone hurts sometimes, So it's not your fault too, But the broken memories in my mind, Keeps flashing again & again, As it just happened yesterday, Which feels so fresh leaving me dumbstruck always, SO like always I try to run to leave everything, And I find myself where I begin.
Goodness comes not from your heart, which is an *****, but from the memories and choices, you chose to do
Not from the heart as some say. The heart is merely an ***** that everyone has. Both bad people, and good people. Having a heart does not make you a good person. Doing good deeds for the good of people makes you a good person.
