separate

Religion can't separate us, politics can't divide us, wealth can't classify us. We're all one! We're children of LOVE!

The idea of magic being something that is separate from everyday life _ known to the magicians but not the ordinary people _ still slows down our recognition that it is here, now, of the Earth and Universe, all around us, and perhaps most essentially, in us.

Who who whose smell in the air of her room, whose fingerprints all over her friends_ secret places.

It's just one more thing she hadn't considered, and as the idea of it settles over her, she realizes again how entwined their lives are. They're like two trees whose branches have grown together. Even if you pull them out by the trunks, they're still going to be twisted and tangled and nearly impossible to separate at the roots.

I fake fake to have a fake life. Does that make me a real horse? Buy now for $777, wooden saddle sold separately. Real horseshoes not included. Imaginary ones _ neither.

At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come together, for the time, then separates. Like leaves on October trees, that color the world, but for a moment, then leave. At the edge, where life losses its edginess, and thoughts we will become one, someday. At the edge the sun drops, the ring falls, and senses of raindrops climb upwards to the gray sky.

I think poetry without metaphor is like husband and wife living in separate bedrooms.

Maybe we ran out of words, maybe we don't know what to say, maybe we both want to go our separate ways, maybe we want to speak up but we're afraid. All I know is this feeling isn't fading away.

Can we share my eyes so you can see what I see?Can we share my ears so you can hear what I hear?Can you perch on my shouldersso you can go where I go?Always in my heart, I don__ experience anything separate from you.This shared wonderment becomes doubled.This shared love becomes infinite.

The intruders spoke no words as they rushed in. Five boys carrying baseball bats and tire irons. They wore an assortment of Halloween masks and stocking masks.But Derek knew who they were.__o! No!_ he cried.All five boys wore bulky shooter__ earmuffs. They couldn__ hear him. But more importantly, they couldn__ hear Jill.One of the boys stayed in the doorway. He was in charge. A runty kid named Hank. The stocking pulled down over his face smashed his features into Play-Doh, but it could only be Hank.One of the boys, fat but fast-moving and wearing an Easter Bunny mask, stepped to Derek and hit him in the stomach with his aluminum baseball bat.Derek dropped to his knees.Another boy grabbed Jill. He put his hand over her mouth. Someone produced a roll of duct tape.Jill screamed. Derek tried to stand, but the blow to his stomach had winded him. He tried to stand up, but the fat boy pushed him back down.__on__ be stupid, Derek. We__e not after you.__he duct tape went around and around Jill__ mouth. They worked by flashlight. Derek could see Jill__ eyes, wild with terror. Pleading silently with her big brother to save her.When her mouth was sealed, the thugs pulled off their shooter__ earmuffs.Hank stepped forward. __erek, Derek, Derek,_ Hank said, shaking his head slowly, regretfully. __ou know better than this.___eave her alone,_ Derek managed to gasp, clutching his stomach, fighting the urge to vomit.__he__ a freak,_ Hank said.__he__ my little sister. This is our home.___he__ a freak,_ Hank said. __nd this house is east of First Avenue. This is a no-freak zone.___an, come on,_ Derek pleaded. __he__ not hurting anyone.___t__ not about that,_ a boy named Turk said. He had a weak leg, a limp that made it impossible not to recognize him. __reaks with freaks, normals with normals. That__ the way it has to be.___ll she does is___ank__ slap stung. __hut up. Traitor. A normal who stands up for a freak gets treated like a freak. Is that what you want?___esides,_ the fat boy said with a giggle, __e__e taking it easy on her. We were going to fix her so she could never sing again. Or talk. If you know what I mean.__e pulled a knife from a sheath in the small of his back. __o you, Derek? Do you understand?__erek__ resistance died.__he Leader showed mercy,_ Turk said. __ut the Leader isn__ weak. So this freak either goes west, over the border right now. Or_ He let the threat hang there.Jill__ tears flowed freely. She could barely breathe because her nose was running. Derek could see that by the way she sucked tape into her mouth, trying for air. She would suffocate if they didn__ let her go soon.__et me at least get her doll.

Let borders become sunlight so we traverse this Earth as one nation and drive the darkness out.

For how can any human be separate from humanity and humanness?

God did not separate humanity from the environment in which they were created

Once you have learned how to subtract the gross form of __y_, subtract the subtle form of __y_. Thereafter, subtract the subtler and the subtlest forms. After subtracting all that, ___ [Self] will be separate!

I_ and __y_ are two separate tracks. They never unite. One may say, __his is my wife, we both are one [united]_. But we can__ say they are __ne_, can we? Both the ___ are indeed separate, aren__ they?

He had wished me well in finding my own fate to follow, and I never doubted his sincerity. But it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had chosen, a thing completed even as some part of my soul still dangled, waiting for his return. That, I think, is the shock of any relationship ending. It is realizing that what is still an ongoing relationship to someone is, for the other person, something finished and done with.

I used to be lost in us. Blurred were the lines that separated us. But now, I see our togetherness in our separateness. I see the you in me and the me in you. We are two independent beings who complement one another like photographs that are beautiful on their own but are enhanced when juxtaposed, creating an altogether new photograph.

What can I tell you about the alchemy of twins?Twins are two bodies that dance to each other__ joy.Two minds that drownin each other__ despair.Two spirits that flywith each other__ love.Twins are two separate beingsconjoined at the heart!