I am like the first little pig...want to build my house of straw!
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I want a revolution...inner, outer...a flame of change sparked by truth and compassion for those who are different...a new world where enlightenment and evolution are on the minds of every person, and reaching a common goal, of every mouth fed and every body housed, every mind freed is not only acceptable but eventually accomplished.
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I want to see an end to warring.*****
*i'm munna fly like a butterfly bay-bee* free as a bird, swift like the sea, im on like dah-licious, you my loves are sim-pa-ly Pre~ci~ous!*************************
Fairy Stories are enchanted dreams. We remember them as if they had been sung to us while we were under the spell of a long deep sleep, and when we hear them again we think, Ah, yes! I know this from long ago. That is because they are hundreds and hundreds of years old and have been told before to children just like you.
Every time the stories are told, the tellers add a little bit of themselves ~ a color here, a jewel there, a sigh or secret laugh or a song that wasn't there before. But they never change what actually happens, because the magic of fairy stories is just right. There are patterns that run through them all, because they have always been known to be the right patterns. So beauty means goodness, and goodness is rewarded, and Love is the highest reward.
Evil is wrong and will always be punished.
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Roll on, ye Stars! exult in youthful prime,
Mark with bright curves the printless steps of Time;
Near and more near your beamy cars approach,
And lessening orbs on lessening orbs encroach; —
Flowers of the sky! ye too to age must yield,
Frail as your silken sisters of the field!
Star after star from Heaven's high arch shall rush,
Suns sink on suns, and systems systems crush,
Headlong, extinct, to one dark center fall,
And Death and Night and Chaos mingle all!
— Till o'er the wreck, emerging from the storm,
Immortal Nature lifts her changeful form,
Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of flame,
And soars and shines, another and the same.
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Organic life beneath the shoreless waves
Was born and nurs'd in ocean's pearly caves;
First forms minute, unseen by spheric glass,
Move on the mud, or pierce the watery mass;
These, as successive generations bloom,
New powers acquire and larger limbs assume;
Whence countless groups of vegetation spring,
And breathing realms of fin and feet and wing.
— The Temple of Nature 1802( by Darwins grandfather, Eurasmus)
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I love My Children, Nature, Music, Friendly People, Sustainability, I love ART, Antiques, Design and Invention, Dreaming, Beaches, Swimming/Surfing, Hiking. Starry skies, Rain, Biking, Beach Volleyball, Sports, Reading and Cooking, Sewing and Walking.
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