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Duncan
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My day is well so far. It is 4:33 am. I feel up to date with some work, am listening to lo-fi hip-hop. I just wrote a poem. I feel out of the groove of writing poetry but am happy that when I continue to offer something of myself.

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My day was productive.
I've been on a mission of decluttering and selling some of my stuff online.
But today I decided that some of the blankets and pillows could be in better use if I gave it to the homeless on the streets.  So early this morning I drove few miles where It used to be couple of homeless people, now because of the world situation, they have multiplied into 20+ in each of the four corners of that street.
It was sad.  I saw one of them sitting on a broken chair reading a book, so next time I plan on dropping some books by him.
Workwise, my hours have been cut and partial unemployment is the biggest joke ever but i'm putting my time into good use, re-evealuating everything in my life, the good, the bad and the nuicance.

Ahavati
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Awesome, Layla!

My day is beautiful! The cool weather here is divine! All doors open! Incense burning, candles, awesome prayers and Oracle reading, music going, and killing time waiting on a grocery delivery!

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Ahavati said:Awesome, Layla!

My day is beautiful! The cool weather here is divine! All doors open! Incense burning, candles, awesome prayers and Oracle reading, music going, and killing time waiting on a grocery delivery!


Uhmmmm. 😌

My day is okay so far. There's a floating piece of cartilage in my right hand causing my middle finger to partially dislocate. So every once in a while, I have to ice it and self relocate it.  Thankfully, I write and draw with my left hand, or I'd be pretty fucked right now! 🌞




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I like that postcard look, rickE.

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Ahavati said:I like that postcard look, rickE.

Not sure what photo you’re referring to. One on this thread, or the other. But thanks muchly lol.

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dustyJournals said:

Not sure what photo you’re referring to. One on this thread, or the other. But thanks muchly lol.


The one above? You're welcome.

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Ahavati said:

The one above? You're welcome.


I see 👍🏻
Real first-class stamp that is.

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dustyJournals said:

I see 👍🏻
Real first-class stamp that is.


Poetry postcards are a great idea.

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To Heartenfelt Town
and the Good Nights Await hotel
would you come to this place?
The light and darkness in this place
would be considered insane
like me living another day
and it happening right in front of her face
A Balrog trying to pass
because his fire whip caught my leg
and I flew out mine
around her head and
on the wall into another frame

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“Wasting time”

“Tell K she’s O!”
“What? Don’t worry, I get it now...sort of like, she’s okay?”
“No, she’s out of the rap battle, sort of like, she’s knocked out?”
“Well, add a ‘got an’ to the same sentence. Fool.”
“Smart come-back. Like you never needed to reply, you’ve seen all the votes in front of your eyes.”

Valeriyabeyond
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Finally got some rain today
Going to dig some clay
If it's wet enough

Ahavati
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Valeriyabeyond said:Finally got some rain today
Going to dig some clay
If it's wet enough


Ohhh Val! Do you make pottery?

Grateful for the rain out there.

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🧟‍♂️
“The Ghostly Bible: Night of the Living Dead/Walter Sparrow’s commentary”

As you can see, Barbara and Johnny are driving to the cemetery, to visit their mother; conversation in the car should have really been about _______/
I’d have preferred not seeing a dummy smash its head on a gravestone, my imagination could have done a whole lot better.
And here we see the coffin-dodgers bum, his top lip up showing his teeth, hands on a window, like it’s Ricky at my letter, is what I would have told the director. Like he wouldn’t have been as smart as the other zombie, to pick up a brick. Though, he thought ahead letting go off the car when he did, before it ended up rolling down the hill, because the aftermath of that, would have been him flying off-screen when the vehicle hit the tree, how’d everyone then feel?
Barbara is now checking out the house.
You can’t see, Uncle Rege laid on his stomach to push the hand off the landing, and then came into view which he should have done before, considering that stomach. He lost Barbara’s scent a few feet away, and never followed her out of the door.
Yeah, Barbara could have saved one of those six hello’s, when she actually saw Ben approaching, and running over his drug dealer.

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