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Someone who's special Words and the feelings of their ways within their words.. the way that nature of loving is embraced, and life is grasped.. is a conference of hearts that feel life, live life and love what life has to present. someone who's special is always of a special connects that is brought together by a force greater than the life of our choices, it's changes find a way when there is no path.. to merge and continue to connect and what hearts have thought,do think,feel,share and bond with.. is an eternal connection... that must be felt. rather than pursued.. and it becomes so.. just thru living true of what is the heart. with this... it's not to be fought, denied nor pushed away... for the truth of the hearts will always feel this connection...and request in feelings... it's presence.... of the other's heart. |
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Your words radiate high degree of intelligence. ANd the volumn of your writing. I don't know if i keep up with you. And it looks like you are a mellow type of guy into feelings in interpersoanl relationships. Im not quite so (maybe because im approaching an old age...) im more into discussions and perhaps some information.
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Touch: "with this... it's not to be fought, denied nor pushed away... for the truth of the hearts will always feel this connection...and request in feelings... it's presence.... of the other's heart. " Is it this called NATURE? You spell it out, Touch.
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By the way, Touch, where's your pic? Some specail reason?
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4/24/2006 9:57 pm |
sometimes I don't add pictures to blogs,... I use to when I first started.. but I write so much, that It's just getting the thought out and on the form that's of importance... as you note, I rarely use spell check (if ever)... my finger's miss keys, as maybe i'm thinking faster than typing... I use to type as fast as I think... but for some reason, things change (smile).. I played Bass guitar, many years and was very aware of my fingers and their movenments, but have not played much in the past 5 or more years.. swallowtsui: yes, you could say that it's Nature, because Nature expresses itself in so many ways, and it's always very explicit..that's probably what makes it's beauty so simplicity in view, but awesome in the awareness of it's depth.. Alohafriends: you are fine with me...life is of much and we are reflecting... and it's appreciated.., I just write... the volume.. I don't know... I really don't think much about it... it's just thoughts that I like to share.. I hae a very full life, that I embrace much as I can and all that I can... and always seek something to appreciate about things.. I'm mellow, intense and kinda like the mellow madness of a symphony.. I love all the sounds and the orchestration... and feel the dynamics in their passivity and their exclamations. It's just much to smile about..
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4/25/2006 4:31 pm |
Any heart that cannot cry out for the beauty of itself, and the love it holds that overflows of thought to merge with another and for an-other, is a heart that feels not it's glory, and seeks not it's truths, thus denies it's beauty. A heart's love sings it's beauty, in a melody of many flairs, with the brilliance of French horns, (calling to come forth) , and the depth of a tuba, that reverberates the soul blending into the flow of the soprano sax, sensuality of emotional billeting.. Brought to the sparkles of brilliance in the tenor melodies of delight... carrying the essence of the baritone.. as the trumpet's hit with the cadence, and timbales thumping away with the rhythms of life... that feels all the emotions of a trap drum set... keeping the flotation of timing.. yes, it's truly a song that cannot be of silence, except in the spaces of it's rest to reach it's crescendo... of love's truths.
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4/27/2006 7:51 am |
"for Mika" ... with a smile
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