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We come to these times of unsuredness; dark shadows
We are sometimes confused by that we don't see
Or yet understand.
We are afraid and remain afraid so try to destroy that
Which we do not understand.
Why is that?
Where is our Source of hope?
It's there.
Seek and ye shall find.
That is no understatement.
Seek Him everyday with all your heart, mind, soul and strength.
Believe.

My heart has been kidnapped
by a man from England
He is quite hot
and has charisma.

Bellows stoke the fire.
Air does fan the flames.
What began as just a spark
Now as a giant roar remains.

The path to your awakening
Is a bit like this.
There is no turning back, my friend,
Once you do taste the bliss.

You have that tiny spark right now.
It’s waiting to be fanned.
By thoughts and dreams and wishes,
And beliefs that once you banned.

So open up your mind and heart,
And fan the flames with glee.
This path you have embarked upon
Is the one that sets you free.

Out of nowhere suddenly this beautiful chubby baby boy climbed into my lap, put his little hand around my neck and just looked at me.

As I watched he grew into a young Man.
Smiled into my eyes and kissed my cheek.

"Hello Granny".,
Wiped my eye's,
held me tight then faided away.

Thank you my angel child.

Am good to go a bit longer.

my monster doesn't lurk or hide to spring out to attack you.
no he sneaks up on you he doe's.
he is very cunning is my monster.
he arrives by capsule or pram.
and i pick him up or he gets handed to me , doe's my monster.
and when i have him, he lays in my giant old arms.
he looks up and he see's me , his eyes go big and huge and then my monster grins.
a huge big grin , yes he doe's.
he is in his granddad's arms looking up,he smiles , with big eyes open.
then my monster blows bubbles.
he knows he is safe in these old arms and protected and loved.
watched over by his grand mum and his nog who have both pass on now.
as he falls sleep cuddled into my old hard arms.
he smiles and he blows bubbles.
he is my monster, my grandson.

the Australian light horse did as they could
were dropped on a beach where they never have should
they held the hills and stood, stood,stood
when they where asked for more , they all said they would

these great Australian's fought hard and long
for what they stand for they where never wrong
for ever in our thoughts these brave men will never be gone
this strength is what we have left of them to go on.

So, there are a hundred billion stars in our Galaxy, and there are about 200 billion galaxy's, and we dont know how many Universes exist, so in reality Earth is so small it may not even exist in reality but,,,, the Scientist say this,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,The universe refers to the totality of all that exists, the cosmos. The universe is flat and is composed of 4.6% atoms, 24% cold dark matter, and 71.4% dark energy. A galaxy is a large collection of stars, gas, and dust kept together by gravity. Galaxies come in all sorts of different shapes and sizes.
Wow, Real things are said to be mind-independent, so mind-independent existence makes things real. This is the primary tenet of Metaphysical Realism. Real things are also said to exist fundamentally, so something could be real in one sense (exist fundamentally) but not be real in another (exist mind-independently).
The further quantum physicists peer into the nature of reality, the more evidence they are finding that everything is energy at the most fundamental levels. Reality is merely an illusion, although a very persistent one.
What is the true reality?
True Reality is simply the existence that was created for Mankind and for everything else. The best we can do is to seek an understanding of this Reality so that we can comply with its dictates.

Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Some poems rhyme
But this one doesn't.

You hear a whisper in your ear
But the voice at first, it is not clear.
Who is that speaking to me there?
Can I believe this? Do I dare?

This is a voice that came with you.
It was there inside you as you grew.
And walk it does now, at your side,
For in your soul it does reside.

Your soul itself it is the source
Of this ever-present, guiding force
That speaks to you in whispers soft
And gives you guidance ever oft’.

But do you listen as you should,
And do its bidding, as it would?
We ask you now to heed this voice.
Yes, knowing you do have a choice.

The voice of Spirit does not err,
And for your peace does truly care.
But you must listen well, my dear,
If this voice you are to hear.

Be not stubborn. Yes, give in,
And heed the words you hear within.
They come with love; they come to heal.
For God’s great wisdom they reveal.

"I sometimes dream of a love that the world would lay down and be still for '

*What wouldn't I do for the right guy"

"You might of wished for Me, but I wished for you to"

*I found a Man I just can't stop kissing "

From -' Practical Magic '