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You and I

We are not so different you and I Separated by a single thought You look at the world and say it's real I look and see only myself...

Equilibrium

I glanced at my hand, Wrinkled, skeletal Turned it over, Skeletal, wrinkled... Peripheral, off-focus. I am neither the body nor the mind....

The Gilded Cage

I was on Facebook the other day and happened to see a post by the psychologist and author, Steve Taylor. I have read a lot of Steve's...

Freedom

Life flashing before you at death, is simply the contents of your subconscious mind being released all at once upon the apparent "death"...

Signposts

Whether you are an eloquent professor, a babbling guru, or a shy man in the street, when someone asks you for directions, it's best to...

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