~tasha~
Age: 124
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There is no change, only illusion, all of this human world dreamed, like the invented walls of a haunted house, strobe light flicking to disorient, music so loud you can no longer hear the voice in you heart that whispers, All is well. You are safe. All is well.
The lines at your eyes are only your imagination, maps of the tears you have cried, and the joy that you’ve laughed, and the times you’ve thought that love was lost when, in fact, love is all there is.
There is no change, and no separation. There is nothing and nothing is everything, spinning globe like polished marble in the palm of your hand; the land you walk that you seek to destroy, the sun burning out as you keep on birthing.
There is only this walking, backward and forward, newness, oldness, death. And there is no death, only survival; no purpose but the need to sing a song that lives in the clanking chambers of your heart,
heart unwrapped and cracked like candy, a song that sounds like rain and fire.
There is no change, only a slipping from one veiled room into another.
~tasha~
Age: 124
6570 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream and not make dreams your master; If you can think and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same: If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools
~tasha~
Age: 124
6570 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed. But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st, So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
~tasha~
Age: 124
6570 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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I'm waiting for forever I hope it hurries up Because I can't stand it Here in today searching for tomorrow I'm running as fast as I can But I'm still stuck in today Reaching for tomorrow
~tasha~
Age: 124
6570 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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Location:
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Once in the dream of a night I stood Lone in the light of a magical wood, Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang; And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang, And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed, And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
~tasha~
Age: 124
6570 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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Echo Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope and love of finished years.
O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter-sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brim-full of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago.
~tasha~
Age: 124
6570 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
A tiny spark, a patch of blue, keep searching for a sign from you. Without you I am incomplete, won some battles and met defeat.
I am your child, this I know, you sat and watched my faith grow. Moving mountains, rolling boulders, lifting burdens off these shoulders.
To recollect an inner peace, feel the spirit, within release. Not to deny His sacrifice, the cost so dear, He paid the price.
Come give me wisdom, give me grace, help me through these sad times I face. Be my shield when tears fall like rain, Lord, don't let me get lost again.
My broken heart, come make it whole, bring back the sun, that heartache stole. Let me rejoice and bask once more, beneath blue skies and heaven's door.
