My Beloved is ONE alone; Everywhere my eyes seem Him only. In search of love, I came to this world, but after seeing the world I wept, for I felt coldness on all sides, and I cried out in despair, "Must I too Become cold?". And with tears, tears, tears, I nurtured that plant with tenderness which I had almost lost within my heart. Putting reason in the churn of love, I churned and churned. Then I took the butter for myself.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The IDEAL world in connection with the word IDEA: FALSE EXPECTATION

This is what discovered after VERY HARD personal work to be one of the MOST DIFFICULT to separate. The only way personal that I can separate this is by my own personally SPOKEN WORDS: Return yourself back to those time when you were maybe waiting to enter Kindergarten and you OWN idea of HOLDING something.



I HELD FALSE EXPECTATIONS





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