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73. Poetry from an empty mind

To drink the flower you must kill it, to live you must die, and to be reborn you must surrender to the flames

72. Birthday Boy in Bhagsu

Nothing is planned and so much seems to happen.

71. Who knows?

When I lay beside a naked woman I am the wisest man alive

70. Frank

The phoenix must burn four times before you stop fearing the flames

69. Poetry From The Hills

I said, heart, I got one of my own, I know the struggles of practicality

A1. The Argentinian flees Denmark for India

So that frightened woman decided to trust the signs and messages she was receiving, of which there began to be many. She could really feel deep inside her that a force was pushing her to move in that direction, one she didn't want but could understand. Universe, energy, God, destiny, the spirit of her father. 

68. The small blue bird bleeds black ink

The beast unseen, the routine. The slow callous of the soul. How quickly we fall into the beautiful comfort of the monster with a velvet mouth; familiarity, security. The sound of the door slowly creaking closed, the spirit realm behind an eery knowing you cant trust.

67. Notes from the Shadow

Then the days go by and I am still searching for something. What? What? 

66. Poems by Riley Dyson

The fisherman pulled the line from the shallow waters and looked at his bait untouched 

65. Dear God

Did I just ask god if I am an atheist? 

64. In the mist of battle

Ok, but no one told me how difficult it was being optimistic.

Free Will: Chapter 3-4