even if your life is in a post-riot condition, dystopian background included, you are not an empty cup but an entire human being.
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your personal anti-defamation league would defend and protect you from the onslaught of guilt and regret you toss your way.
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fearfree living is the profound principle that you have a right to care for the you you claim.
…20 years ago on a mountain ridge, i made the decision that i would not live my life full of fear.
I want to write a poem that moves with the cadence and crescendo of an old Negro spiritual; I want to write a poem that reaches into the bowel of humanity in a vise like grip milking out compassion and tolerance; I want to write a poem that shares the test of walking through fire…
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twilight-isms have yielded a world where love hurts and behind every corner there is a would be billionaire vampire waiting to sweep you off your feet and carry you into his dungeon of kink-dom making your every wish come true so fire up pinterest and get your wedding dress on…
i was minding my own business going about the errands and excitement of a regular saturday full of karate classes and community service when suddenly my steering wheel started to creak and my wheels started to moan. i immediately thought to myself, ‘ain’t nobody got time for that.’ but the more i drove the more…
…for 388 years they have
been largely strange and
which a more poignant memory that he threw me or that i fell into his arms full of glee laughing willing to go again until his limbs grown weary from tossing turned rubber and the fear of missing shown real in his eyes at 3 i could not imagine a world where he would not catch me so i screamed out ‘again’ demanding […]
i was a young nonprofit executive completely full of myself. she came into my office rattled off a list of to do’s so fast it made my head spin. i thought i was smart. i thought i was caring. i thought i understood what working for the people meant…then i met Mrs. Delores Bennett. she…