fauxcroft
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Do you choose to be an authentic story Or do you strive to be a duplicate sample of others, Do you want people to know who you truly are Or what you want them to think you can be, The true you is always better than the unreal you.
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Life is lived like stories In different chapters, Where we constantly Need to reinvent ourselves, This keeps things fresh Keep it invigorated.
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Grace and beauty That’s what nature possesses A wonderful miracle No more and no less. Image courtesy of Pinterest
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Wherever we came from To wherever we go There’s no greater reality The the conscious spiritual flow Our life is a search For answers we find Unless we learn to fuse spirit and mind.
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I find discrimination in any form quite abhorrent, I find the hate speech, hate ideology quite repugnant, We’re all just human beings, all sharing the same fate We’re all just one mankind representing one race, We are all equal pagan souls sharing the same dreams It’s so much more rewarding being kind than it is…
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Flying in the face of contradiction We succumb to different forms of addiction, Sometimes to truth and reality Sometimes to lies and illusions, Addictions come in many different forms But I’d like love to be the addictive norm, Rather than hate and bitterness That can run through us all, If we are not aware and…
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It ain’t woke if you force your views on others Cancel culture is the imposition of someone else’s ideals, We can’t replace with one form of oppression with another And think that, that’s alright and enlightening, To think it is, is so naive its frightening.
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Once again messages on my posts failed to come through, sorry if you commented and received no reply, I appreciate all comments and likes for my work. Love, light, peace and unity to all 🙏
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A symphony of delicious spices Tantalising my every nerve and sinew, Enlivening all my spirit senses Viewing life through rose tinted optical lenses, Spices send a shiver through my pagan heart Causing my consciousness to create abstract art, I love the mix of these tastes and spices Leaving me happy and delighted, That’s what I…
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Dripping paint from canvases Colours mixing in the flux, Shimmering flickering neon light Resonating various lux, The haphazard brush strokes can be seen Like a nightmarish scene, Awakening in dripping sweat I scream at this surrealist dream, I hear the dripping of water As if subjected to torture, I stand strong and show no fear…
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