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You can have your hatred. Even though it's of me, it's not mine. I don't own it. And I will not carry your bitterness in my throat any lo..

I take pictures of barns falling down, hanging 'round like ancient ruins: symbols of a society that is passing away. We've gone from gatherer to..

Television will not be revolutionized You will be able to stay home, sister You will be able to plug in, turn on, and cop out In fact, you will..

Ain’t no shame in your game girl Men be playing it all the time Ain’t no crime in your rhyme girl You just keep trying to get yours &l..

Puddle-jumping across the mesa, bathed in bleached echoes of distant nights, she came. Masked in moonbeams, draped in deerskin, h..

words shuttered and winged soar in spaces left between what is seen and unseen a sudden hush of morning breath settles on my skin reminding ..

Join small children on paths of discovery; take their trust in your pale, pebbled palms. Walk through any empty archway, any op..

You will never know the whole truth. There is no such thing. Truth is relative. Is a matter of perspective, tinged by individual perception. ..

Everyone's a fragile flower, whether we admit to it or not. We are all soft-shelled creatures of desire, none immune to the fire of sharpened t..

love the human - gary snyder