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A pot clashes with its lid
In someones hurried kitchen
A telephone boils off the hook.
Outside, a car door
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A pot clashes with its lid
In someones hurried kitchen
A telephone boils off the hook.
Outside, a car door
An airplane pulls a drag of cloud.
muffled thunder.
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from read more
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from far off, but upon our perceptions being made finer so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear that which is about us always. -Willa Cather.
Preconcieved notions are the locks on the door to wisdom. -Merry Browne.
Preconcieved notions are the locks on the door to wisdom. -Merry Browne.
All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost. -J.R.R. Tolkein.
All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost. -J.R.R. Tolkein.
The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of.
The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of.
You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.
You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.
Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.
Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.
We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God read more
We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God if he appeared within us. -Unknown.
To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.
To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.