When looking at me

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When looking at me I see

Flab everywhere

Cellulite

Stretchmarks

Big front teeth

Gap-tooth to boot

Flat ass

Big gut

Jiggly giggles and floppy dance moves

I love what I see

 

Keep your hate to yourself.

 

Thanks,

Me

Here

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Here I fastened myself to you
Turning grey skies blue
Suns and moons beam
Lost in a romantic misty dream
Here I undo the bond found
In fresh waters – love allowed
Far and away – cast asunder
Peace now reign fonder

While the practical exam was in session…

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That NABI swag

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Candle lit film reviews

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In the haze

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Alive

Alone with Me

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I crave solitude.

Or maybe, anonymity.

Or perhaps I just need time to

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stew in my thoughts.

Considering only my feelings,

How I see things and where I stand on certain – if not all – assertions, presumptions and guesses of

Life

Love

Peace and

War

Man! I crave solitude.

A place where I can be.

Where life knows balance

Peace

Harmony

Wisdom…

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                           Happiness

While I was away

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Thinking in pictures
I steal moments of
Places
People
Life
Fleeting

Thinking in pictures
I imagine how different
Reality could be
Enhanced
Advancing
In trans
And vivid

Thinking in pictures
I play with
Mind
Frames
Texture
Pace and rhythm
Colourful filters

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(Elements of me – fleeting life)

Perception counts

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It dawned on me, finally, that in order for my world to change I have to alter my perception of it.

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My vision may be blurry, and my path unclear, but I can still see beauty I’ve conquered.

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They skies will open up for me and I will soar.

Shameless slothful and loving it

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I spent today in my old boxers and a grimy T-shirt with rib sauce, salad dressing and cooking oil stains. (My lazy days are my favourite.)

Suffice to say, i ‘be not bathed and though the house and baby girl finally got clean,  I – like a pig in its pen – am happily dirty. My filth is my friend and we’re bonding.

I’m no lady, I’m no germophobe and I’m in no hurry to correct that either.

So here’s to all the sloths out there, enjoying a lazy day in their own odours and juices.

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I dub today SLOTH Saturday🙂