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Sept 17, 2010 16:14:26 GMT
Post by sammy on Sept 17, 2010 16:14:26 GMT
Im not sure if you could classify this as masonic but I had written this poem when I was a teenager.
I look down to see a piece of lint lying silently on my person. I start to remove it and stop to wonder, does removing this lint change me from who I had just become? Would taking it off me result in some cataclismic event? Can I even change who I am going to be or do? While wondering how much lint I had removed from my life I go to make the removal final, and I discover the lint had allready fallen off.
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KNOs1s
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Sept 17, 2010 17:15:00 GMT
Post by KNOs1s on Sept 17, 2010 17:15:00 GMT
Very interesting-thanks for sharing. One of my most vivid childhood memories was watching a piece of dust float to the floor. I was in pre-school, but I remember it better than what I ate for breakfast yesterday.
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Sept 17, 2010 20:00:16 GMT
Post by sammy on Sept 17, 2010 20:00:16 GMT
HAHA I still watch dust in the light absolutely mesmorizing.
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Sept 17, 2010 20:20:57 GMT
Post by KNOs1s on Sept 17, 2010 20:20:57 GMT
HAHA I still watch dust in the light absolutely mesmorizing. I attempt to deeply imprint on my mind that which is of temporarily import. Exit signs on the highway, a bird flying in the air, a broken branch on the ground, the clouded sky surrounding an old building. These are things that none other can see exactly as me, and I cannot possibly see exactly as any other.
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Sept 18, 2010 15:30:41 GMT
Post by sammy on Sept 18, 2010 15:30:41 GMT
Thats awsome HAHA and I totaly agree. I just cant wait to see what humanity could do putting that together for a common goal.
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