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April 6, 2014 at 2:20 am in reply to: I am Thankful for : #135565
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Thankful to have spend time with my real family the garden
& spend time with baby Caz I must of heard 100 times yumm its always good
when children choice fruit over junk food.
April 6, 2014 at 2:10 am in reply to: I am Thankful for : #135564
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April 6, 2014 at 2:07 am in reply to: I am Thankful for : #135563
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April 5, 2014 at 11:50 pm in reply to: FoxyRoxxy. Hello. My Journal. #134239
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April 5, 2014 at 11:47 pm in reply to: Poems, where everyone can leave their scribbles, haiku’s, poetry, etc. #43771
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Because I cannot sleep
I make music at night.
I am troubled by the one
whose face e has the color of spring flowers.
I have neither sleep nor patience,
neither a god reputation nor disgrace.
A thousand robes of wisdom are gone.
All my good manners have moved a thousand miles away.
The heart and the mind are left angry with each other.
The starts and the moon are envious of each other.
Because of this alienation the physical universe
is getting tighter and tighter.
The moon says, “How long will I remain
suspended without a sun?”
Without Love's jewel inside of me,
let the bazaar of my existence by destroyed stone by stone.
O Love, You who have been called by a thousand names,
You who know how to pour the wine
into the chalice of the body,
You who give culture to a thousand cultures,
You who are faceless but have a thousand faces,
O Love, You who shape the faces
of Turks, Europeans, and Zanzibaris,
give me a glass from Your bottle,
or a handful of bheng from Your Branch.
Remove the cork once more.
The we'll see a thousand chiefs prostrate themselves,
and a circle of ecstatic troubadours will play.
Then the addict will be breed of craving.
and will be resurrected,
and stand in awe till Judgement Day.
April 5, 2014 at 11:47 pm in reply to: Poems, where everyone can leave their scribbles, haiku’s, poetry, etc. #43770
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When the rose is gone and the garden faded
you will no longer hear the nightingale's song.
The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil.
The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.
If love withholds its strengthening care,
the lover is left like a bird without care,
the lover is left like a bird without wings.
How will I be awake and aware
if the light of the Beloved is absent?
Love wills that this Word be brought forth.
April 5, 2014 at 11:38 pm in reply to: Poems, where everyone can leave their scribbles, haiku’s, poetry, etc. #43769
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The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning.
April 5, 2014 at 10:21 pm in reply to: FoxyRoxxy. Hello. My Journal. #134238
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Love Poems of Rumi

The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning.

“I am only the house of your beloved,
not the beloved herself:
true love is for the treasure,
not for the coffer that contains it.”
The real beloved is that one who is unique,
who is your beginning and your end.
When you find that one,
you'll no longer expect anything else:
that is both the manifest and the mystery.
That one is the lord of states of feeling,
dependent on none;
month and year are slaves to that moon.
When he bids the “state,”
it does His bidding;
when that one wills, bodies become spirit.

The springtime of Lovers has come,
that this dust bowl may become a garden;
the proclamation of heaven has come,
that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.
The sea becomes full of pearls,
the salt marsh becomes sweet as kauthar,
the stone becomes a ruby from the mine,
the body becomes wholly soul.

Those who don't feel this Love
pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn
like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,

let them sleep.

This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
I you want to improve your mind that way,

sleep on.

I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.

If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you,

and sleep.

A lifetime without Love is of no account

Love is the Water of Life

Drink it down with heart and soul!

Let go of your worries

and be completely clear-hearted,
like the face of a mirror
that contains no images.
If you want a clear mirror,
behold yourself
and see the shameless truth,
which the mirror reflects.
If metal can be polished
to a mirror-like finish,
what polishing might the mirror
of the heart require?
Between the mirror and the heart
is this single difference:
the heart conceals secrets,
while the mirror does not.
April 5, 2014 at 9:27 pm in reply to: FoxyRoxxy. Hello. My Journal. #134237
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Love Poems of Rumi

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLqWgiCISiA&list=PLedR-2QQ0xSUtQJFWiDvNww2sMkaFqmRP

When the rose is gone and the garden faded
you will no longer hear the nightingale's song.
The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil.
The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.
If love withholds its strengthening care,
the lover is left like a bird without care,
the lover is left like a bird without wings.
How will I be awake and aware
if the light of the Beloved is absent?
Love wills that this Word be brought forth.
April 5, 2014 at 8:16 pm in reply to: FoxyRoxxy. Hello. My Journal. #134236
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Relationships, Friendships & Romance

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzC6rPJzqSk

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Nothing Has Ever Felt Like This

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=clb11t0KqJI

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Love is not a game to be played with

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STOP LOOK LISTEN

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sNXY61KQms

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BALLERINA GIRL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iah8YP1BMVs

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Karen Souza
CORCOVADO
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TD3O6yn1N0k

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April 5, 2014 at 6:37 pm in reply to: FoxyRoxxy. Hello. My Journal. #134235
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Cirque du Soleil

Duran Duran

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Audxd-zZKaU

good song to workout to

Welcome to my Imagine & Fantasy world in my mind

[img width=600]http://www.caseyatcirque.com/assets/images/sitting_nymph_black.JPG[/img]

I've been living in a fantasy world create a fantasy world, full of characters that were very real to me.
It started with fairies, princesses, and other fantastical things.Whenever I got a chance. It was an escape, which seemed harmless. I never grew out of it its just a Fantasy & dream .
April 5, 2014 at 5:32 pm in reply to: Flowers Photos Pictuers #135049
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The secret to a good garden is in the soil.

[img width=500]https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FWNsY9HpboY/TX_5921Y52I/AAAAAAAABIw/hBjEHQTcK-Q/s1600/DSC03725.JPG[/img]
April 5, 2014 at 5:16 pm in reply to: FoxyRoxxy. Hello. My Journal. #134234
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As time passes steams of water run under our life's
we walk and walk but where are we heading to a places we do not know
All I see is the road ahead to where I do not know.

Halie
April 5, 2014 at 5:08 pm in reply to: Music. What song are you listening to? #106446
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Duran Duran

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Audxd-zZKaU
April 5, 2014 at 5:00 pm in reply to: Love Food #16581
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