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THis is the jewel of my existence, *gives a nod toward the Universe*

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My truth. —I don’t deserve the attacks and I am not responsible for another’s pain. There own need to find peace by lashing out at me is old behavior. I am not the cause, nor the cure.

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Gerald’s tears from the rock I threw that cut open his head. Misha’s face as I grabbed her screaming, shaking her like a baby that wouldn’t shut up. The weight of my fears brought me down to the ground, shaking and cold. Doubt followed the train as my body shook, the small hand in mine gripped tighter and the feeling dissapated. I didn’t see pictures or blackness anymore. I could breathe, and I looked at truck screaming to pull the skeleton from

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The morning brought a new thought: Living in totality of existence.

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communities. Freeing the spirit of each woman through her own path is a wonderful step in creating a better world. Writing books geared toward the truth of the media, awareness of God, and our own funny critics of each other all fall into this path.

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Immediately the beast fell limp in mid step, cloud sized tears fell from her scaled face and she knew the truth.
I am the maiden, the dragon, the knight. I am love.

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Thankfully she did not face plant, though the incident did not stop the cell phone conversation. I spoke out loud to no one in particular, “I have done that.” The two people behind me, a young man and a young woman, witnessed the scene. The woman spoke to her friend,
“Look at that, dumb bitch trying to skateboard. She is stupid.” The young woman had made it across the street and got back on her skateboard.

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Emotional Sobriety Quiz

Answer these questions either a yes or no:

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You can add this week to the list of your most creative accomplishments. Now, can you guess what your thoughts this week are going to do?

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“How dare you become the predator, you of all people know what it is like. You have no right…” I breathed, “No right to hurt another human being because you were abused.” Meagan looked at me, her shields and excuses melted away. I walked out of the room.

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