evolve
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Tonight, my head is filled with images from my past. I see my young self, tanned so dark that other kids asked if I was Indian. I had thick, curly hair. I wore black-rimmed glasses with one arm taped on with masking tape. The tape was a light cream color. I used a marker and…
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Sometimes the past will not stay where it belongs. Often we find our thoughts return to past events or experiences, and it disturbs and disrupts our calm. Maybe this means that there is something to be learned from these haunting memories. If only we can separate these recollections from the accompanying emotions, enabling us to…
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This poem is a little too long. This is what you get when you look at your own weakness and failings to get examples of what it means to be human. I have heard the phrase ‘duality of man’, and I absolutely disagree with it. Humans are so much more! We are multifaceted, multi dimensional,…
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Human beings have been fighting each other for so long we have very specific names for these events. Civil when the citizens of a country war among themselves. Regional when two or three neighboring countries war each other. World when groups of countries form alliances and these groups fight each other. We have been warring for so long…
Tales from my head 