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Nothing
Nothing, cannot be stolen It escapes all and needs no safe No one can own it, alluding in nature If not careful, it will steal everything away Into the void of nothing It embellishes barren Until everyone is hypnotized Unaware while it takes Make no mistake there is no revoke Unprepared, unequipped, unequaled I take joy in knowing I have a treasure hidden in plain sight Nothing, cannot be stolen Largely becoming the way in our climate Greedy nothing, nothing takes All you could carry inside and out It took the devout It did this just to prove Nothing, cannot be stolen It does the taking It is it's own thing Built of years and time Ever remaining Nothing, cannot be stolen If you are lucky enough to realize when you have nothing Nothing is everything Because, Nothing cannot be stolen
By simplicity2 years ago in Poets
Dame Nature
Snakes, worms that learned to protect themselves. Not exactly, but my way of explaining evolution. Both creatures most likely have prehistoric origins and provided meals for birds. Both play important roles in the environment. Yet worms, outside of aphrodite myth, have no gods dedicated to them in every culture.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
My Narnia
One day I woke up in my Narnia. I woke up and stepped into an entirely new world. One recognizable, but wholly unknown. It carries many expectations. I stumbbled into it. It happened not quite over night, but at times it felt that way. My Narnia carries no friendly wise character's, there was no Aslan to greet me. I entered at the part where Aslan had died and unfortunately Mr.Tumnus transformed and disappeared before my eyes. The dangers remained recognizable, witches existed in all colors and places trying to turn others to cold stones or arrogant endullgant feens. One had to be steadfast at all times. Dangers lurked everywhere, everything a trap, everywhere a start of a maze that could easily disorient and make one lost. The information I gained from formal education was flipped upside down. There is no place for it in my Narnia.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
Conceptual Planet: Part 4
It has been recorded that fungus is found on tree roots and acts as a connection in a network helping link trees in an environment. A sort of underground symbiotic relationship exists between the roots, soil, and fungi along with the moisture needed for life. This forms a ancient layered network of structure, function and purpose. Everything, I am coming to find, exists in this way.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
Sensi-tivo
When hanging out with people, play on words are bound to come about naturally. Some times words come about as a way of not having to say something directly. A way of avoiding something uncomfortable or gross, an example being who-ha when speaking with children. Sometimes these words take on lives of their own and transform along with those creators that coined them.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
Aphdry
She pulls the covers up and nuzzles in. Her credit card interest fee's are high, holidays are coming and she'd have to cut back on presenting the feast she had hoped to present to her family. The gifts she wished she could buy people would have to be supplanted with the next best she could afford. She had a big heart with large wishing dreams for others she knew were inconceivable in today's world and her situation. She couldn't remember the dreams of her own, but wanted others to believe in the ability to achieve dreams and goals. Tonight, instead of thinking of these realisms, her brain branching took her no where near these thoughts. Instead to thoughts of a specific feeling.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
Teaching Walking Witch
"Oh goddess protect my loved ones everyday, as they sleep and as they play. Help them always smile bright and keep them safe in your loving light. Protect them from harm and all they fear. For they are the ones that I hold dear. I thank the goddess for helping me. So mote it be."
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
The Conceptual Planet Part 3 Continued
The Course of Things My plan had always been to carve myself out a normal life, whatever that is. I guess my plan was to live a boring, content life. Find some one with a sweet heart to call my sweetheart. Get married, have a kid and grow old living a life as a family. I now understand how naive I had been as a child. You truly have to be insane to bring a child into this world under normal circumstances. With my circumstances, it would be cruel maybe even wrong. It would be more challenging than for others and the strength on my part would probably kill me. So plans change and childhood whims are forfeited to adult rational and life circumstances. It wasn't due to lack of know how. It was a topic never brought up, a secret understanding agreed on with my husband. I appreciated not having to discuss the issue, an unspoken agreement.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
