Remembering something from the past? you are creating it right now as evidence for who you are now.
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. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetween the stars
You forget the life you had before, after awhile. Things you cherish and hold dear are like pearls on a string. Cut the knot and they scatter across the floor, rolling into dark corners never to be found again. So you move on, and eventually you forget what the pearls even looked like. At least, you try.
Memory was a slippery thing__lick moss on an unstable slope__nd it was ever so easy to lose one__ footing and fall
I release ribbons of gratitude to flow back upon the path I have walked as it stretches out behind me, so they brush past everyone whose path crossed my own. May they feel the brief kiss of remembrance within their hearts, there and then gone again, passing like a spring breeze, so that they suddenly know the things they have done for others, in so many ways big and small, seen and unseen alike, somewhere are known and treasured.
A marijuana high can enhance core human mental abilities. It can help you to focus, to remember, to see new patterns, to imagine, to be creative, to introspect, to empathically understand others, and to come to deep insights. If you don__ find this amazing you have lost your sense of wonder. Which, by the way, is something a high can bring back, too.
Bigotry against any group should be disqualifying for high office.
What I cannot tough, remains a memory, I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be
Willfully polluting the ground with AC electricity is just another aspect of how the electrical utility companies will be remembered by the next generation.
. . . Thisis not the same river at my fingertips. There are no paths, no sunken roadsfamiliar in the forest, by which we canretrace our steps, by which we can escapeby which we can reclaim and return, or hear the child__ song running in the timothy . . .