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Isaiah17

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Yesterday eyes hurt
Lost sunglasses by the grove we discovered
Today found them again led back by blue
Also
To the black cockatoo feather
I have been waiting to discover
Blues rainbow in waterhole today
We dig a little each day
Warm weather
She drinks from the tap
She loves the puddles
The water

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Black cockatoo returns today
I look up when I hear distinctive song
I never saw one so high
Like the eagle almost a speck
So so high
I was glad of their return
A relief
Speaking of the why and where
Yesterday
Speculation
Distinctive flight patterns
Almost erratic bobbing like kites
The sun passes behind them
Illuminating transparency of those red feathers
Otherwise invisible beneath the wings
The rays come through appearing
Orange
Unpredictable motion
The feeling coming through
Feather feels joyful
Makes me giggle when
I see it
 

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Well
The radio sings songs of minimum fathoms
One more toucha your body
As I painstakingly press these slow keys
Fumbling
They torpedoed innocense from an early age
Sure you may relate to the sixties liberation
Hijacked innocense and intimacy
Qualities of navigation
Differing in wave riding abilities
Strength coming
The fight deviation into differing channels
Drinking quality movement
Fight split fork on waterway
Some more nautical term
Sternly spoken of
Poles a go go
You have to wonder the split
And tension
Apllied through stars directing
Southern crosses
Valhalla
Hmmm
No depth to streams
Qthy think they sing of love it's weird
Romantic ears squint
A blast of
Mixed disbelief washed in with
I feel a little bit washed up 
Am I lonely and lone
In such a busy
World full of
Sea urchins

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And also
Trotting through greenery
Bounding purple jade
Golden faucet's
Inherited mansions
Blues rainbow
On waterfall rests
Gold beneath soft sand
Placed by hand
Teeth grown
Canines replaced
New fangs coming
All grown up
Legs sturdy
Time
Tomorrow is the 777 and one
Popped up
New shoot
Beneath two old warrior trees
Sweet dreams

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Water today
Skies cleared up
Blue lay in shallow pool
She swims in soft sand
She's a fan
I'm a fan

[Ke-ke wan]

Fan Club ♣

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And why
That those of Balaam
Would place a  stumbling block before the children of Israel

First consider direction and propulsion
Of time as directional forwards

Next assume progression of reoccurring motion
As reappearance through cycle of time reemergence

Now to that arrival in time proceeding  becoming present of first and second parties

A child arrives upon the path in timing of perfection
Is met by reemergence
Of formulation sent down through time
To undermine this perfection
Which would deliver lesson  relevant to beings
Present position

Next add to this detrimental positioning of undermine
Continued removal and divergence of spiritual
Journey repeatedly throughout timeline progression

Leading to repeated attempt and succession of played out elements

Becoming forces suppression and counterproductive
Movement leading to stasis of base
And shadow aspect of wholes part's
Leading to further homeostasis of entire

Yet as it turns out not entirely

As it also falls into a plan  through time

The plan there fore is

That time would be aware of itself

And await it's return

Like layers of clothing
Having experienced
And fitted upon itself
Resulting in cohesion

Although perhaps not such comfort
If having been led again towards
Suppressed base   

Gaining requirement
To deal successive movement necessary
To address
Awareness of layers
In accordance with awaiting time
And time in alternate direction
Striking at issues to
Levi ate burden
If entirety weight upon
Entireties movement
Subjective to healthy growth
As whole

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Nautical terms brought Cork's bobbing
Tree branches
Times relevance
Crossing dark rifts
Mirrors
The little ones showered with gifts
And all else ?
Meeting of selves mirrors
Ungateful
Emerging
Butterfly wing flapping
Universe tremble
Meeting selves
Left hand right hand
Of god
Pacha mama
How high was the sky
When we awakened
Awakening

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What reconciliation for nihalism
Other ism's ownerships of direction


Cockatoos sqwark above

To those who live with power
Everyday

Does little

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Two oars means paddling not to be in circles
Or swapping sides
Jar of green tomato pickles means something not tried
Building ties together the wind moves in timing
Butterflies
Upon sturdy legs
Pots to capture shellfish
Rods to brace timbers
Patches given to keep a float
Walking on solid bases
Whilst floating
Abstract propositions which can't be held till
They arrive
In time
Being led
By power both sides
Accepted a third
Reconciled

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Think you have all the time in the world
Why politicians can't take a step
Heavy shoes
Blinkers
Naguals
Seeds
Renewal

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Loons  stay under water for a very long time
Then pop back up enexpectedly
In a new location
With fish or not
Anticipation
But not really
A joy to watch
And listen
A tiny sprout
Just two leaves
Pokes out of the sand
Small round petals reach for sky
It's been a long cold winter
But he made it
Free now

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Thankyou
The wind of yesterday has passed away
I felt watery upon me
I let it pass in the night
Dreamed of cream buns
Pink icing I know they will find me
Today
Small things
Perhaps I will not take them from the shelf
Nobody has stolen the boat
Of course
Radio echo nautical terms
Loons sound fascinating
Blue has to shake away the ants
You are closer to bees
Than I have been
Since I learned as a child many times
A way to safely pick them up bitten many times
False fingernails for cats
I think the humans are the ones who look weird

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Its a very slow site
Ready for
They give me what I need
Not what I want
Like a job
Rewards are not yin or yang
Struggle some convenience
Survival
Aligned
Place me here or there
Fill my hands with what's needed
What I could imagine
Is not
Sky brings things
Why
Would you wait and watch eternity
Pain and not act
Would you watch their pain and change the whole
World
For eternities turning
Turning the wheel
Turn
Would you end the pain
For a moment for the long turn
Everything
Bending to our touch
You can't say illusion
When the illusion can kick your ass
You can say you can't change the game
Yet that's bullshit watch
Those who bend
The wheel will
Everything
Uphold
Aligns
You can be a lobbyest or a powerbroker
or both