JourneyHolm: A flower is a flower and certainly not a rock, unless you call a flower a rock and mean flower when you say rock. |
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JourneyHolm: Each year we live is another tireless step up the mountain of life. I only hope that when we reach the top there is a sled to carry us down the other side. |
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JourneyHolm: Nothing made sense to no one ever. |
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JourneyHolm: Is a dream fiction or nonfiction? |
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I think we have the ability to see pretty far into the future and somehow steer our lives in that direction, whether consciously or un. Maybe a part of us is the future like a part of us is the past. Even though I feel like dreams are technically nonfiction, I'm going to go with fiction on this one :) - | ||
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JourneyHolm: If there is a meaning to be found, then sound the alarm for it is here and always has been! |
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JourneyHolm: Imagine an imaginary menagerie manager managing an imaginary menagerie. |
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JourneyHolm: I have all these fingers that I find hard to use because I am a singer now slightly confused. What do I do with these things on my hand? I have no clue, my brain feels like sand. How do I shout a melody and sing when I can't figure out how to make fingers fing? |
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JourneyHolm: I'm looking for a good, published illustrator to help me with my illustrations for "Monsters and Ghouls: Hide and Squeak". Let me know if you are interested. |
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contact mike@goliveidaho.com and check out some graphics online at amazon.com book paperback or ebook New Jack Rabbit City: Starring the Chicago Hares, cute rabbits, he's great! GG - | ||
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JourneyHolm: If you drop a bar of soap in the dirt, is the soap dirty or is the dirt clean? |
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JourneyHolm: Have you herd this one? Whilest driving around California, we saw some cows walking up and down a really steep hill. They had some nice calves... |
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JourneyHolm: You must be one in your body before you can become one with the universe. Eyes are the doorways of the mind. Close them. See what cannot be found. |
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JourneyHolm: Frustration should lead to innovation, so, inventors, beget solutions to the confusions that you see. Let this be an inspiration to succeed. Heed these words. Move towards that which you desire. Ignite the fire of passion, forget the rationing of your time, and find that the best part of life can be right now. How? Plow forward like a bull seeing red. Get it in your head that no one can stop you but yourself. Recognize that your wealth resides within and lift your chin to see that the light is shining in your own eyes. The surprise will be how your dreams pan out, because after you shout to the world what you want to manifest, all you have to do is continue trying your best and the universe will lead you down the right road. Let loose the load of strife that you've been carrying all throughout life. It's like a knife twisted in your side that you hide from your friends as you are twirled to and fro, reluctant to show the pain that you feel. Even though it's real, you pretend that you don't care. You share mere fragments of your soul and use the rest to feed the troll that you've invented to keep you company during times of depression. The moment of hesitation has passed. At last, you can break free and see that you are completely resilient to the brilliant scam that has been pulled over your eyes for far too long. Now that you're strong, rise up and take on whichever challenge that you wish to overcome. Recognize that, as a rule of thumb, things will be difficult at first. You'll burst from the starting line, climbing over any obstacles in your way. However, one day you?ll fall and call your efforts a waste of breath. Whether or not you believe these lies will be the true test that allows you to either realize that there is a desperate need to push on or if you'll be cast aside, gone from the world and ready to hide behind whatever deception you choose to believe next so that everything will seem alright. Your heart will fight inside your chest for you to try your best once again, but, in the end, it might not win. Let it be known that this is a great sin, the quitting of your quest. Lest you wish to become old too soon, I suggest you festoon yourself with the armor of spirit. Hear it calling your name once again. This isn't the end. It's only just begun. |
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I shall go play with the goblins and talk with my horses. Be happy, be bright. - | ||
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JourneyHolm: I recognize my individual as a perpetuation of the perturbations of a lost society that demands feigned pedigree from an unruly menagerie hell-bent on elation. |
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JourneyHolm: When I get out of bed, I remember the last thing that God said, which was in my mind. I find that a reflection of this introspection first thing will bring a spring of grace into the day. It may be in the form of a cookie crumb, the use of my thumb, or some other ordinary sight. I might see it as God, or upon later reflection He'll prod at my thought until I realize the story I'd bought from the world earlier that day. If I pray for this insight, I fight against what already is. Like a wizard spinning magic from thin air, it is clear that God is here, right now. Whether in the cow or in a cloud, I can see beyond the veil. So, all hail the King of the Cosmos, the dealer of rainbows in the multifaceted hands of life. The sharpest edge of a knife cannot slice away His being. I am seeing that even the tiniest sliver that can be cut is but a drop in the ocean of God. |
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JourneyHolm: We are like an ocean. In our deepest depths we are calm and steady, filled with undiscovered treasures. On the surface, we rage with fierce emotion, both good and bad. Don?t ever try to feel something aside from how you feel. It would be like a wave trying to wash out another wave. It makes no sense. Let the flow! There will be storms and there will be calm. These waves are never separate from the ocean. If ever either emotion overwhelms, don?t be afraid to let go and sink down into your depths. It?s always alright down there. When you are ready, come back up and experience those wonderful waves of life! |
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