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Every Flower, Has its own appointed hour. The words you utter in secret, Are heard upon God's ear. Plant it in your mind's eye, And nurture it in your heart's fire. The signs will be soon to follow, Bridging you to your desire.
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Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 2:20 AM UTC
Every Flower
I am the highway tunnels drilled in your gums from when your baby teeth plucked themselves out. I am the **** rotting on the bed, whose gelatin you flayed off with your rusted spoon. I am the accused with his bounty price plastered across the billboard sign. I am the dying fetus jutting her head outside the womb. I am these tributaries — these waves that thirst — which, at first glance, don’t connect. In time, they will prove that humanity has claimed territory in them. I am the mouth, drooling forth my mountain water. This larger lake! I shall never see beyond it. I am not the fifth dimension, where the sky hangs its hook. So what? I have its might. I am the colonizer in its territory, and I claim it.
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Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 5:18 PM UTC
5D
𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 '𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓'.
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Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 4:27 AM UTC
Days in The Future's Past
upping the umami, the fifth taste “Umami is the last-to-be discovered fifth basic taste, along with sweet, sour, bitter, and salty, and triggers a distinct class of taste receptors on the tongue. ... The most notorious (and often unjustifiably maligned) source of umami is monosodium glutamate (MSG), the sodium salt of a naturally-occurring amino acid.” a chicken soup recipe^ says it’s time, time to up the umami, me-the-no-cook is sidelined and intrigued, then taken to another place sweet, sour, bitter and salty are the tastes of you life, but it’s time to up the game release the amino acids of my fingers into her body, the tasting menu scrapped, go direct to the boardwalk hotel, railroad her unto my jail, teach and share the notorious fifth perception of loves taste, the elixir of our combinatory sensationalism ————- The Best Chicken Soup with Rice, Carrots, and Kale Saveur Tomato paste and fish sauce add depth and umami to our best-ever chicken-and-rice soup studded with sweet carrots and silky kale.
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
upping the umami, the fifth taste
May I propose a fifth season It’s anytime you feel happy And the world suddenly shifts Rain becomes music And sunlight happy dancers Leaves fall like inhibitions And snow comforts warmly This season is universal No happiness is equatorially dependent A smile is a smile In rain or sun or leaves or snow The world can be changed By a glimpse of the fifth season
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 12:41 AM UTC
Season
The sky is so polluted but it's beautiful, isn't it though? Feel bad, so to relax, sit outside 7-Eleven with a smoke. With the way I hold my head you can't even tell I'm poor. Or maybe you can, because "What's that?" You ask. It's the loose change in my pockets overfilled to the spilling You hear me walking, it's no-cash, it's no-wash, the half blood broke *** All the bad habits, no natural habitat. Clothes from the Village feel almost as fine on your flesh as the high class new tags from the corner off 5th/Saks What makes you happy? What makes you happy? With just a little more coming in you could finance your fantasy, or get more freak and nasty. Green is the color on top of the clouds that catches you falling before the ground. Shuck corn, remorseless, you can get it paid. Mesmerize at the numbers rising higher and higher, coerced too easily to enjoy your stay. What makes you happy? What makes you happy? The view from the penthouse on top of the city. Pity. There's no love in the home you built. There's no cause no effect no affection waking you up to touch the world with the passion igniting your eyes and pulsing out your fingertips. One step from homelessness without one hope, but faith is a better replacement in the end and I've got faith in code.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 10:48 PM UTC
You Leave Me Lonely: "Shopping Spree"
I have fifth pretty senses .............. I have two pretty eyes to see you ........................... I have two wonderful ears to hear you ............................................ I have two lovely hands to touch you ................................................... I have one nose to smell your fragrance anytime ,and I have one pretty mouth to tell that I love you in truth ......................................... Those are my pretty and wonderful senses . _______________________________________________________________________
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
Our fifth senses
Keep a fifth of me in your mind As I move on and leave What we have been behind I'll leave you hanging Like the chimes on my door As your scent becomes just A fragment of my mind, nothing more Meet me at eternity's pearly gates Kiss me back as the desert wind Meets your porcelain face Every tear you shed I'll fall on your cheek Every fear you fear My heart takes a beat My love is only as good As distance allows My love, my love I'm miles from where you are My heart sings as far As the speed of sounds My heart, my heart Come, my heart, tell me how far.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
A Fifth for the Departed