SIDEWAYS EIGHT PROJECTS

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Do you believe in magic?

Is it dark or is it light?

Is your first instinct to speak

of something that relieves,

or something that is tragic,

when you spark it up

on the mic?

I believe that magic exists

in this world,

not just with the flick of a wand.

I believe it has turns and twists

which point us to the great beyond.

Darkness itself does not exist.

it simply is how we describe

the absence of light.

For the sun is always shining

somewhere. Even in what seems

our darkest night.

I’m not trying to spark this fight,

or this debate. I’m not trying to circumvent

love, or preach hate.

My job is to love, to labor, and wait.

Enjoying the magic show,

I can’t always describe or state,

letting the mystery go, grow, and glow,

until my own flow can equate.

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These lives we find ourselves leading were not by simple chance. Each strives, but ends up bleeding, yet still carries on to dance. For life finds a way they say, and persists through grain and rock. As what we mind today may be the pain of taking stock. We take stock of the times we can’t explain away. We list things which have blessed us beyond our control. We have lived through doubt and dismay, knowing that simply living was the goal.

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It is written that ‘all the world’s a stage,’ but what we’re longing for is something authentic. We are told our entire lives to act our age, which for me ended in pen flick. But finding voices and telling stories, while rewinding choices, and selling floor seats, are all wrapped up in truth and being a genuine article. Each particle and wave of light gathers speed to the stars that need to shine, the embodiment of the divine, and truth telling done right.

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Will begin to tell me how you carry a team all by your own strength? Will you leave the ice yellow or red? Will you brag at great length, or hustle as a part of a greater whole instead?

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The pilot paused for a second

to contemplate the beauty of the butterfly,

and its effect upon the world,

he reckoned it left a tear across the sky.

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Some of the most profound things we will experience, and endure in our hearts,

are received with a spirit of sadness.

Significant loss, aches, tainting what was pure, things falling apart, and adjusting to all of the madness.

People who may appear to some as angels, taking their own lives, while tyrants some fear as a danger seem to remain, survive, and thrive.

We calculate the costs in significant loss and, in our egos, assess how it first affects us. We gripe and groan, we meddle and moan with our aches, always so that others hear our fuss.

When things that were seemingly pure are tainted, we focus on the one percent, rather than the ninety nine which might be saved. When things fall apart, we name names with disdain and blame, searching for malintention, yet this too is how the road to hell is paved.

And madness, oh madness, you have always been with us, growing as the population grows too. I would bet, there hasn’t been yet, a human being who has never known you. So we sit in sadness, and rest in love, and put things back together as they fall. But we must search for what exists in the mist behind the sadness, and then seek to answer its call.

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Job 16:1-5

“Then Job answered and said: I have heard many such things; miserable comforters are you all. Shall windy words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer? I also could speak as you do, if you were in my place; I could join words together against you and shake my head at you. I could strengthen you with my mouth, and the sollace of my lips would assuage your pain.”

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You are a ray of sunshine in a dreary world, a dash of color on an empty slope, a revelation, a kept promise, a diverse depth of dangerous delight, and the physical touch of an angel’s wings. Thank you for being you.

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We earn the lines on our faces, but not always the scars on our backs. For we all must run in our own races, but someone always pays the price for the love one lacks. We all live together in various places, though only some are under attacks. Some are allowed an early start in the dreams each chases, and some are just allowed to fall through the cracks. Some have problem boards which their appearance erases, and some just keep counting their stacks.

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If you sit closely beside them, you can almost hear them breathing. You can almost hear them weeping for the destruction elsewhere. If you sit closely beside them you can almost hear their heartbeat. You can almost hear their laughter when someone slips. If you sit closely beside them, you begin to lose sight of where they end and where you begin. You can almost see the looks on their faces when it starts to rain. Such joy and such presence is palpable if you would only sit closely enough beside them.

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