Archive for February, 2014

What is my line?

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I would rather be a splinter of dust

Hurtling through space and time

Than an opinion settled and grown

In the mind of men -they call it god’s truth

And mow down God’s children left and right.

In motion was passage of light

But too soon I am snuffed out by cold breath

Of earth grown settled in ways.

Rather than this corruption

I would rather be dust, -not knowing

its station nor its destination,

It blows hither and thither

And pass from wakeful sleep to dream.


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An artifact-Polynesia

An artifact-Polynesia

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Wiebe-My comfort Zone

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A Second Look at Pictures: Frisbee Anyone?

Ariadne: “Watch out! I nearly got hit!”

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Waiting Game-brush and ink

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