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I have a plan.
I haven’t made it yet
but I plan on making a plan.
So that’s the plan…
TT

Approved by the Harrison Obama campaign!
Sure, there is scripture that backs genocide.
Do us all a favor,
close that book and throw it away!
Traveler 🧳 Tim

Where in scrip you ask, in the book of Samuel who anointed Saul as Israel's first king. But Saul proved unworthy
I read it at least seven times when I was young and impressionable.
(Saul wouldn’t complete the genocide correctly)
P.s Don’t throw god away with the book!
Or the baby with the bathwater.
We cross paths year after year,
Your longwinded narratives
were never quite clear..
Now I can see you for who you are,
participant in separation
ethnic cleansing and war!

I don’t put you in darkness
Nor **** the disease
I don’t take it personal that you’ve been deceived.
But mostly,
what ever ethnicity you claim you are…
We all came down from the heavens
and we’re all made of stars.
Traveler 🧳 Tim
Where is my window ?
I need the
wind to blow &
take me with it

flip me over like a
Beetle

where to end or
when to begin

I’m begging in poetry
to let me in on it

another
heedless nightcap
Send me to my dreams soon

Or
give me to the girl at the bookstore
Like a scented letter

but, send me to my dreams soon
I can’t have anything
else tonight
the words
I never had a chance to say
are eating me alive
from inside out
regret past words unspoken
But let your hardships go
Feel the freedom in store for you
No more guilt in tow…
No more regrets or worries
No promises left to keep
No one is worth more then you are
And now you are complete!
Traveler 🧳 Tim

Poetic wisdom
This to shall pass in Rhyme.
Spiritual books
Systematic teachers
All are just roads
To be stuck upon
When it’s time to let go
You will know
The universe is calling you to grow!
Traveler Tim

It must have a pretty bad spirit if you have to explain that it’s spiritual and not literal.
Can't take another
New beginning
Of the end
Of the last
New beginnings
Dead end

©2024
She picks up the broken pieces, scattered all around at her feet
The failures
The hurt
The pain
The deceit
Collecting them one by one overtime
Slowly building another mountain to climb
Piece by piece
Layer by layer
Collecting those fragmented bits of the past
Only to build something stronger than the last
You will still feel hurt
You may still fail
Pain will always be there
But if you rebuild what was once crumbling down
You will, once again, walk upon solid ground
The time has come to close your eyes
We said our I love yous and said our goodbyes
It's time to relax and let the feelings go
Don't worry about us, were stronger then you know.

It's time to see the light, and feel God’s touch
It's in God’s  hands now, but please know we will miss you so much.
I wrote this 10 years ago next to my dad’s bedside a couple hours before he passed away. Miss you and love you Papa Bear
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