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wordvango Aug 2017
working with a brain that evolved in caveman days
unable to parse  these urges
coded into my double helix
I find influences of meditation
in choosing passwords
for those ten million e-mail accounts
I created
forgot about
were
broken into
taken my
ssn#
my birthdate
so I got calm
thought about Nirvana
about fantasy and reality
tried to calm the
default Node network
and see clearly
that passwords when evolving were not needed
I got calmer
hmmmmmmmmmm
ing
overcoming delusions
I changed my name
to Evaporate
and my ssn# to none
and my password to
Ou812
****
I am stupid
just told all you's
wordvango Aug 2017
my armchair lost a leg
today
wordvango Aug 2017
once then a time been a morn' shine a day grown
into a full year it seems stunningly glare-ing
me into a sudden reality
it spoke commonly about
a heart and a wink a kiss a soft shoulder
pink
on a bank of a river flowed
small animals testaments
they gathered round
for this was magical
a story of  
many textual diddy contraptions and she
was sure
me was her one
and it hearted warmed calmed me
and felt me like I needed
all surety and  conceptions with dreams
all colliding
in stardust dreams and moonbeams
with moon pies and hot coffee
and confessions
penetrations are awaiting
ears are amazing
  Aug 2017 wordvango
Sam Pagunuran
I hope you're okay. I hope you love what you're doing right now. I hope that you always make art. Not the stereotypical art of drawing, painting, sculpting, etc. but the art of drowning yourself in science or mathematics, the art of letting go of negativity, the art of breaking the rules, the art of reaching nirvana, the art of letting yourself get lost in the moment or just about anything that is considered art (if it's not but you love it and it makes you feel good, call it art). I hope that when you do something, you do it for yourself first. I hope that when you write about love you're thinking about yourself. I hope that when someone asks you to list down the things you love, you write your name first. I hope that when you find yourself crying, you look at yourself in the mirror and realize that tears don't suit your face. I hope that you always eat on time and don't forget about drinking water. I hope you read lots and lots of books. I hope you're always thinking about the world and its people and how it's still beautiful despite of the happenings right now. I hope you learn to say "no" to people when you need to and be firm about it. I hope you're happy and contented with your life. I hope that when you're in a dark dark place, you're not afraid to call your mom or your dad or even a friend to tell them what's going on (believe me, you can trust them to understand your place right now and never leave you). I hope that when you see people passing by, you see their story first before their faces. I hope that when you make something beautiful, you learn how to destroy it to make something more beautiful. I hope that every day is the best day of your life. Finally, I hope that you receive the warmest hugs, kisses and love from the people that matter to you and loves you back unconditionally.

F. Scott Fitzgerald said, "For what it's worth: it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over." So live your life with an open mind and an open heart and when the going gets tough, take a moment to rest but don't ever give up. You can do anything. You're here to do it.

With hopes to see you living life to the fullest,
Sam
"Sometimes, it's okay not to be okay."
wordvango Aug 2017
I'm (is a  contraction acceptable?)
in the first line of a write
or a question mark?
I had a poem written and now question all my theories and
perceptions.
Let me know.
What is,
society
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