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Portal Magic with Adrienne Awen

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fairy portal - adrienne awen

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elven fairy

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what if there is a way of bursting us all open in the pure honest hope of being who we really are, and working out the difference that fear whips up in frenzy between us. love, won't you commit to listening softly, to hushing the agony of anger to a dull roar so that we can hear the water streaming with the simple wisdom of "keep moving" trickled to fool your thirst into aliveness. i am here to remind us WE ARE LIVING and the breath of goodness still pours out of the forest and her flowers, the music remains unchanged in the laughter of children, and wonder does strike your gullible heart every sun-stirred morning that you really take notice of the moment in rays of cracked light over strange lands you've grown too familiar in. when suddenly you become a blessed stranger again this wind spilling in and out of a human here and now in the newness, deep in the play this loving produces. oh haven't we been being silly, and ain't it so damn foolish. here it was, the whole time, we never even noticed.

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night vigil

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the first step toward goodness is cleaning your house. the second is cleaning your body. the third is cleaning your mind. the final step is to clean others and the world, by which you clean your own soul.

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ain't it damned how love bleeds out in the wind of all words and oblivion. it is no small thing, this little-ing amongst the clustered claustrophobes and the heart's infinite cloistering. always the phantom ink is murmuring. the verse uniting our bones underlines a silence in each scene overflowing. the symbols signal me toward home again but my mind jumps high and i float right over it.

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we've got our god-mode stuck on auto-pilot because most of us are too scared and small to fly that baby in manual mode.

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wisdom turns to shit when spoken through the lips of a hypocrite.

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my whole life has been too afraid to lean in, and so i stay out, coddling my pathetic self on the periphery of doubt. love spills out of me even jealously, and these hungry ghosts are so hot, but like, hellishly. and i am drowning in the haunt of all the things i never got to be.

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do you even stream, bro?

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these problems have flooded our minds with the desperate pretense of needing solving, and yet their true solution lies in the dissolving.

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god is the soul's perfect mirror whose reflection we deny, though the truth of it is clear as everything we see.