Tears in rain

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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On the night of a new moon I have speed in a motorboat, in the phosphorescent bays of Puerto Rico watching the glow of the life therein.

I have dowsed at Stonehenge, and then met the barista that served me coffee back in the states at that self-same place, many thousands of miles away.

I have taken LSD on the site of ancient sun-dance rituals, and watched lightning bugs in their mating dance. Laughing.

I have walked the streets of the Herculeum, wondering at the civilization that once thrived there.

I have met the mad grocer, Guido, on an Island off of the coast of Italy who seemed to think that it was funny that I wanted to buy mushrooms with which to cook.

I have seen the whores of Amsterdam, in shop windows.

I have walked in the gently falling snow of a New England winter, until my beard froze white.

And I have raced to get ahead of the Thunderstorms, sometimes failing.

I have raged at the dark, called God a fucker and been so happy at the perfect light of a late February afternoon that I thought that my heart would burst.

I have loved, lost, and then loved again. And am just one small being of over 6 billion.

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If you could see what I’ve seen with your eyes…

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I have danced in the rain, with tears streaming down my face, purely for the cleansing it must bring.

I’ve ran down a street, for the freedom of it, singing all the way about the beauty in the day.

I have danced under the stars, near a grove of old oak trees, spanish moss ruffling off their limbs in the breeze.

Loved so purely I radiated to all those around me, and seen the deepths of my soul as it was ripped from within. And yet I’m a better person because of it, who’s still not afraid to follow my heart.

I’ve traveled the greatest distance, while not moving an inch. And travelled over the sea, to not change a thing.

I have lived near and been awed by my nation’s government for almost half my life, and will go back to my hometown wiser and better able to make a difference in my small world.

I have died and given rebirth to myself time and agin. And am just one small being continuing this cool thread.

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I have looked in my lover’s eyes… and seen the light of her soul

I have looked into a cloud… and seen the throne of God

I have looked into the face of a dead friend… and wondered if there was a God

I have looked at the smile on a kitten’s face… and laughed with joy

I have looked at myself from afar… and questioned everything I know

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I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth by becoming a dove.

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(Author’s note: I have been nowhere and done nothing compared to others in this thread, but I thought I’d contribute what scant moments I could)
I have looked at a newborn’s face and saw pure innocence.

I was stranded in the middle of nowhere and looked up at the glittering night sky, and was awed.

I found out that newly-fallen snow has a smell.

I have received complete unconditional love and have given it in return.

I have survived numerous forces of nature, some that have devastated neighbors.

Oh, and I had soup today. :smiley:

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Well, thank god it wasn’t my post that totally killed this thread! :smiley:
(Usual thread killer)
re-lurking now

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I am giving this thread a little nudge (nothing so gauche as a bump), because I would encourage others to post moments in the oceans of time that they have crossed that are special.

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I have floated in the ocean, far from shore, and become humbled.

I have paused in the woods, hearing the coyotes baying and smelling the oncoming storm, and been afraid.

I have perched on cliffs, high above the surrounding plains, and been struck dumb at beauty of the world laid out before me.

I have wondered at great length how some go through life without wonder and marvel at the world around them.

I also, had soup today.

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I have caught newborn children and watched them take their first breath.

I have held a 6 year old girl as her dieing breath left her along with her life.

I have seen rainbow caused by the moon, icebergs off Greenland and the grean flash at sunrise and sunset.

I have walked on a two-day-old lava flow wearing sneakers.

I have watched the last star dissapear at dawn and cired that I had no-one to share it with.

And two years later I looked down a long church aisle into the eyes of my bride beneath a stained glass window illuminated by the afternoon sun.

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I have seen the Aurora Borealis on a cold Alaska night, eventually noticing that a film of ice had formed in my mouth.

I have seen the sun set over the Rockies, making me vow never to live anywhere with a flat horizon.

I have seen the sun rise over the ocean at Hanauma Bay in Hawaii, making me consider that a flat horizon is ok if it’s water.

I have seen a full-circle rainbow surrounding the plane’s shadow cast onto the clouds.

I have watched in fascination as a kitten tries to kill the evil appendages attached to his body.

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I have stood in complete darkness, in the hottom of a valley, surrounded by people I loved and watched the Northern Lights shimmer red and green in the dips and peaks in the mountains surrounding us.

I have heard the sound of the Universe, and it is that shimmer.

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I have sat up on horseback, looking out over the foothills of the Himalayas, on Christmas Day.

I have soaked to my skin in warm monsoon rain, and laughed because heavy raindrops were clinging to my lashes.

I have taken a deep breath, run forwards and jumped off a sand dune’s edge, and fallen so far I thought I would die at the bottom, but instead just rolled over and over in soft sand.

I have sat on a grassy knoll with my best friends in the world, and drunk five percent alcohol and smoked low-grade pot, and talked and laughed and shrieked with the joy of being young.

I have lived.

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I have stood upon the world’s icy crown and raised my bare hands to the glory of the stars.

I have lain upon the bare rock of a mountain summit and listened to the stone sing.

I have spoken to a living forest and heard it answer.

I have felt rage like black honey, dark and thick and sweet, rise up within me and drive me to fight for the life of one I loved.

I have offered my life up to Fate to save others and known that it was right.

I have travelled a thousand leagues to say “I love you” to someone who could no longer hear me.

I have heard, in moments of perfect silence, the song of life ringing through the world and wept for its intricate beauty.

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I have looked up at the stars past firelight and heard the music of the spheres.

I have gazed at the moon in her detriment through a temple made of light.

I have metamorphosed emotional pain into physical and been chastized by a ruby drop of life’s blood.

I have seen sap spilled like blood, heard the saplings crying to the wind, and stood a sentinel at their defense.

I have sung of truth and beauty, of knowledge and the love of it, and seen the lights kindled in my students’ eyes.