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faces

Stoic faces, each face different,

each set of eyes

telling a different story

caught between two energies

each side tells a different story

where they meet, a lot is gathered

the degree of togetherness is

different every inch of the way

remnants of the past, etch deep scars

some smooth, others are jagged from

constant ups and downs. ragged,

chipped. and. splintered.

I like it.

someone wrote me a poem once

said I was a poem..

this might be me

if I was a poem

Not meant to make sense

There will always be a way. If you persist and be creative without giving up, you will find solutions that you had not considered before.

Perfect Liberty 2020.28.

Oyashikiri

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Nothing I can hide

For only with YOU will I find peace
Oyashikiri

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wednesday madness

“oh” said the hatter,” does it really matter” “of course it matters” can you not hear the constant chatter?”

mushrooms and glow worms beckon the hatter -“you are a nutter, your head is filled with butter..’ “it’s Wednesday” said the hatter “come let’s gather” so saying he slid on petal and fell with a clatter,
nothing is sadder than a hatter who has fallen into the batter making noises with such loud chatter that sent everyone scurrying .. muttering ” its Wednesday make it matter, make it matter, or the hatter will be back, madder with his natter and we won’t have a moment of silence.. Make Wednesdays matter!”

What happened to Wordless Wednesday?

Be thankful to your parents and to your ancestors. You are here today because the torch of life has been continuously passed down. Always remember to be thankful

Perfect Liberty 2020.11

Oyashikiri

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moonlight

moon lit night -by Q
when the moon shines bright,
shimmering brightness
reflects against the snow
when I see the dazzling
of the moonlight
bringing to life the wonders of night
I can’t help but lift my eyes in prayer
with gratitude and love
I embrace the night
and YOU

Your willingness to learn will make you shine even brighter. As long as you are motivated to learn more, you will continue to progress in life.

Perfect Liberty 2020.16

Oyashikiri

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appreciation, art, believe, blessing, expression, faith, giving thanks, God, Life, Light, Love, mind, mirror art, musing, Oneness, perfect liberty, philosophy, photograhy, pl, poem, poetry, quotations, sentiment, sharing, spiritual, Taoist, truth, unconditional love, Universe, visual art, wonder

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dreaming

the night was clear
it was time to fly into “slumberland”

the enchantment of the night

the desire to be free

my spirit soars into the beyond

knowing that out in the Universe

the calm and serenity of the night

would make my world alright.

landscapes so blue… so true

the moonlight colouring the land a gentle blue

a mesmerizing hue of all that is real

when in a dreamscape I am with YOU.

Q

written by Q (aka me)

photography, Q

Location, Pacifique, SL (virtual)

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I wanted to, but life got in the way.

surrounded by activity, yet alone

Over the holidays I read prose, poems and thoughts that expressed, the reality of feeling alone in life. Gave me pause to think about my own life, my memories, and the people who have come and gone over the years.

nights of contemplation

There were days, nights even weeks, when I was lost in a dreamworld of my own. Questioning the emotion of love, of loving being loved, What I have learned over the years, is forget about expectations, they are your journey and no one elses. Two people can stand in the same room side by side, and not see the same things at all.

In PL, we are given the tools to realize that the person we have to love is ourselves, only in knowing who we are, and our needs can we share them with someone else. Unconditional love is not easy. But I believe it is attainable. To know sadness, you have had to know happiness. Being human is not a flaw, it is a blessing. To experience life, we have to let go and welcome new energy.

Everyone wishes to be happy and lead a happy life. In PL we can experience true joy and happiness when we are able to freely express our unique individuality )Makoto) in each moment of our lives/

Perfect Liberty – Welcome to PL pg 4

Oyaskikri

digital photography virtual world sl

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come one come all

come one come all, come to the ball, it is open to all..

the winds whispered and sang through the trees,

hoping to catch someone, anyone’s ear,

but, the lazy river and the foliage basking in the sun

paid no heed, there was no rush, fall wouldn’t arrive for another couple of months.

Too soon, they awoke to found that the ground was covered in snow, and the cool wind that blew, was in no mood for a ball,

It had come in with the fall, ready to blow the leaves down, and was ready to whip itself up into all it could be, to ensure a clear path

for what was to be. High above from her vantage point above the snow queen polished her wand, making sure her stars were sharp and ready to dispense of all of her glittering diamonds of flakes. With a sweep of her wand, the land below would be covered in snow…

Then, what a glorious landscape it would be. she would call back the wind and open the days to the majesty of the winter sun… Only then would her handiwork be shown at its best. Her diamond flakes would sparkle and amaze, she loved this time of year…

Once more the call would go out, come one, come all, it is time for the ball.

Seasons come and go, we need to flow with the changes. In this way, we will always rejoice at what there is before us. Always be in the NOW.

Oyashikiri

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