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To touch the rarest tears...
By Spiritus_Frumenti
Inspiration to me,
Often feels like I've fallen in love
the day before I die
Like the world is mine
and all I could do is cry
Inspiration to me,
Often feels like I've discovered abandon
Like I've been living quietly besides collapsing stars
Inspiration to me,
Often feels like disillusion
Like I've been longing constantly to see God sad
Inspiration to me,
Often makes me wonder what I should feel
With a heart and a soul that do not weigh alike
A mind and a universe that do not share the same space
A destiny and a fate that does mean the same thing...
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On Monday, April 30, 2007, urbanhumility
(1158)
wrote:
a complex aspect you have put before us.......your words have given shape and form to a rare emotion......you are correct....there is a "weight" to intellectual inspiration......well done......urban
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A former member wrote:
...you ARE an inspiration; such gently strong assured words. . jsut exquisite and clear; love this! .ness.
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A former member wrote:
I don't wanna paraphrase Solace below, but the line he quotes is quite stunning... imparts to me an expression of the irrational, the incomprehensible that draws those who feel what is absent underneath what is present, and long for what may become while
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A former member wrote:
relishing what is in spite of or even because of its inflictions... I sense a distinction between destiny and fate... and the union suggested here seems to me to raise a teleological question, one of purpose, of significance, however terminal, however mel
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A former member wrote:
melancholic... dolorous work, momentous and reverberating...
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On Wednesday, March 28, 2007, Solace
(1065) wrote:
Inspiration to me, is the words of one who has thought, and been inspired...To touch the rarest tears/in a mind and a universe that do not share the same space - one needs no space to create - the imagination is unlimited and beautiful infinitely
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On Wednesday, March 28, 2007, Solace
(1065) wrote:
It is a joy, once more, to behold the words of the wise - for in languor my mind sours and grows weary of life...You bring to my mind a great many thoughts that need thinking...write on, old friend
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