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    TRUTH SAYERS

    Posted in: The Observation Deck by Pamela on June 13, 2025

    REFRESH PAGE UPON ENTERING

     

     

    Even the darkest stories,

    can still carry a spark of light.

     

    Truth does not need approval to be heard.

     

    “Ask the question, KNOW the answer.”

    ~ plr

     

    “Peace can never be harmed.”

    ~ plr

     

    My experiences in this lifetime

    have offered me the equal~standing,

    to know and real~eyes (realize)

    that I AM

    more than

    what I was brought up and told to be.

    We are so not alone on this journey.

    I am ever so grateful for the pairing.

     

     

    A SYMPHONY

     

    “In the quiet unfolding of twilight’s grace,
    With inner eyes that have seen the strife,
    A woman stands echoing time and space,
    With a difference though here,
    For the world she once knew, vibrant,
    Is becoming now a shadowed life.

     

    She watches as colors seethe from the sky,
    Casting many voices,
    Where Eagles fly.

     

    The music is soft yet profoundly remnant,
    of something quivering in every being,
    awaiting its arrival of lost memories,
    now coming alive.

     

    The rivers once clear, now with murky veins,
    Sadly bear the weight of these Earthly remains.

     

    Beneath my feet, the soil is dry, damp, just worn,
    Where many tales whisper if only to be heard.

     

    Once the soil was rich with nothing to be afraid of,
    Now the sands hold their breath,
    As many walk upon her dirty beauty.

     

    Remnants of laughter never forgotten,
    And sorrows remembered,
    but not the feelings that go along with them,
    as far as my view is concerned.

     

    It is actually joyful to know there is more to know,
    and I can release all that does not matter,
    in order to lift me higher.

     

    Yet, deep in my heart, a flicker remains,
    A tender resolve that withstands the pains.

     

    I gather my dreams like petals on a breeze,
    And wrap them knowing they transcend the seas,
    I find the strength to ..
    For life is a story,
    With every new dawn,
    she seeks the unseen.

     

    Finding solace within, where love has been.

     

    The air may be heavy, the skies met with tears,
    are ringing out dissolving all fears.

     

    There’s beauty in ashes, though hard to befriend,
    I dance with shadows, knowing they bend.

     

    A symphony of love beyond all thinking,
    transcends my beating heart for peace.

     

    Knowing death is a doorway, not an end in disguise,
    we are a tapestry woven, we’re threads in the skies.

     

    Let the storms collide, let the tempests roar,
    For within my soft spirit, I open the door.

     

    To realms untouched by the scars of despair,
    Where peace is the rhythm, and love fills the air.

     

    In my heart I carry a vision aglow,
    That life is eternal and cycles will flow.

     

    To breathe without fetters, to wander and weave,
    In the fabric of ‘being,’ I know I’ll achieve.

     

    So with hands to the heavens, I beckon the night,
    To cradle my dreams as I walk or fly ..
    For my soul only knows …
    A gentle flight.

     

    And I will rise like a phoenix,
    embracing a steady might.”
    ~ plr

     

    “Family pathology rolls down from generation to generation like a fire in the woods, taking down everything in its path, until one person in one generation has the courage to turn around and face the flames. That person brings peace to their ancestors and spares the children to follow.”

    ~ Terry Real

     

    It is interesting this ride called LIFE?

    When I saw my mother going through what they call ‘menopause’,

    you know, hot flashes in the body that were uncomfortable?

    I vowed that I would not go through that.

    And I haven’t, thank goodness at the age of 65 now.

    What I also did was attempt to break this pattern,

    so my daughter would not go through it either.

    I do hope I spared my daughter from this as well.

    Only time will tell.

     

     

    “We are each here for something,

    we must find what that something is

    on this very personal journey.”

    ~ plr

     

    The SEVEN LINE Prayer

     

    Stand your ground on principle, morals and integrity.

     

    “Never let another determine who you are.”

    ~ plr

     

     

    “Love me like you love your God.”

    ~ plr

     

    Suffering never has to be.
    Abundance is what life is all about.
    Coherency = Co~hear~and~see~sea.
    Peacefully.

     

    The Booma Stream of Thought

     

    There are not many I can relate with.

    I see things way beyond this life.

    Yet, I am here and feel disoriented.

    So much love envelops my being crying for release.

    I pause in silence, that is comforting.

     

    This is part of MY truth.

    More to the story forthcoming.

     

    “Peace never needs aggression to resolve the problem.”
    ~ plr

    “Sympathetic Resonance = Balance and equalibrium.”
    ~ plr

    “No~thing should be hidden. I want to KNOW what I AM IN.”
    ~ plr

     

    We come and we go.

    We appear and disappear.

    Why this world is not coherent,

    is beyond my imagination.

    I am fine alone with … the leaves in the breeze.

     

    ALL CONTRACTS ink on paper NULL & VOID.
    MEET ME eye to eye and here is my contract with a hand shake,
    Priceless.

     

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