of paradise we write
of paradise we dream
of perfection infinite.
and in its name
we scheme.
we do not stop
to take
that very precious
breath.
and on this treadmill
to nowhere...
we build a
better mess.
is learning not
a part of what
we are hardwired
to do.
so mistakes oft
and repeated....
and in the end
we are all
screwed.
Friday, June 24, 2016
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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