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is she still beautiful when your eyes are closed or are open eyed visuals our way of seeing |
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| Joel Osteen |
You have to come to your closed doors before you get to your open doors... What if you knew you had to go through 32 closed doors before you got to your open door? Well, then you'd come to closed door number eight and you'd think, 'Great, I got another one out of the way'... Keep moving forward. |
| Dolly Parton |
I say, 'Yeah, Taylor Swift.' I think she is a smart, beautiful girl. I think she's making all the right moves. She's got a good head on her shoulders. She's surrounded with wonderful people. Her songs are great. She keeps herself anchored. She knows who she is, and she's living and standing by that. |
| Ernest Gaines |
I was raised by a lady that was crippled all her life but she did everything for me and she raised me. She washed our clothes, cooked our food, she did everything for us. I don't think I ever heard her complain a day in her life. She taught me responsibility towards my brother and sisters and the community. |
| Ali Babacan |
We have been talking with leaders: Change is coming; you can no longer have a closed regime with an open society - satellites, social media, the Internet - you have this kind, this kind of society moving forward, and you are running this closed regime; this is not sustainable. This cannot continue. |
| Desmond Tutu |
Because forgiveness is like this: a room can be dank because you have closed the windows, you've closed the curtains. But the sun is shining outside, and the air is fresh outside. In order to get that fresh air, you have to get up and open the window and draw the curtains apart. |
| Jimmy Fallon |
I'd be nothing without my wife. She's the coolest. She's the greatest. She is the smartest. She's the funniest. I love her so much. She's like the - it's like your best friend for the rest of your life. |
| Clyde Edgerton |
Being a father can 'unreason' your worldview, or at least make it very flexible, and that can create all sorts of fun and insights. It's sad that children's open-eyed wonder and sense of play begin to fade as they approach adolescence. One grand function of fathering is to keep the fading to a minimum. |
| Rodney Dangerfield |
I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth: that she was seeing a psychiatrist, two plumbers, and a bartender. |
| Bill Cosby |
Every closed eye is not sleeping, and every open eye is not seeing. |
| Alexandra Daddario |
Charlize Theron is perfect. She holds herself with so much poise and grace. I don't know if she looks so good because she has the best body or because she has the confidence to feel comfortable in what she's wearing. |
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I had a series of dreams where I brutally murdered a lot of people. The last one had something to do with me hammering this stake into the ground. This 6'5" balding red-haired dude with glasses was not happy about that for some reason and was chasing me with this boomerang axe thing. He tried to throw it at me and I jumped out of the way. For some reason I had one too and I threw mine at him and it hit him right above the eyes. He fell over and was laying on the ground with his eyes open staring upward. I thought he was dead. I walked over and he wasn't, so I sliced his head open with the axe thing and then I woke up.
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Awesome -- what does this mean though:
" a pinecone to represent being on the correct path and see them often when im thinking about something of a spiritual nature and often take whether its open or closed or theres a lot or there particularly pretty as various levels of my spirituality at the moment. when i feel shitty i feel i tend to see more fucked up ones. "
When the path is open? or the pinecone? Then what happens?
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for more bee puns: our song, na style jaa- black eyed bees
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FqnmYU9G5Xk
a story about a beehive being attacked by bears so they move a branch away but it doesnt really help much
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I had a dream that I was in someone's house but it wasn't their normal house, it was this huge weird house that had all these rooms with open walls into stairwells and she lived there with her mom. For some reason, I was in the house but no one else was and there was a deer with big pointy antlers walking around and it was going to attack me and I ran in a room and closed the door and it was charging at the door and it's antlers were poking through. It was really angry.
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Just when im walking around and distinctly notice a pinecone i feel it isnt coincidence. usually when i vibrantly notice one, i am in a spiritual mindset or contempation. sometimes when i have been treating my body and mind poorly ill notice destroyed or ugly pinecones. sometimes when im feeling fantastic and aware, i see an extra beautiful pinecone or one what is open wide or a bunch of them. the pineal glad represents the pinecone. so i decided to look for these coincidences as an affirmation of my 3rd sight, my connection to the higher realms, etc.
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I had a dream I lived in Okemos and I met two stray cats and I let them in my house and one of them couldn't open one of his eyes and I called him Squinty. I called the other one Wimpy for some reason. I gave them apples and cucumbers and for some reason they really liked eating the apples. Then I let them outside and they joined a pack of stray cats and ran away.
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The poet now begins an analysis of what he might or might not say of his beloved. He does not wish to follow the example of those poets who force comparisons with everything that is fair, beautiful, strange or rare. Instead he wishes to extol the virtue of truthfulness. Since his love is indeed beautiful, what need is there of over praise? Why not say at the outset that, quite simply, you, my love, are yourself, you outshine all praise. He who attempts to say more is like a costermonger trying to sell his wares from a barrow. But this poet will remain aloof from such gross pandering. The fact that his love is fair is enough for him, and he will not enlarge his praise by false and ludicrous comparisons.
The criticism of 'that Muse' is fairly general, but it is quite possible that it applies...
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"Jay-Z and Beyonce in their car, quietly driving. They’re listening to a classic hip hop station when Big Pimpin’ comes on. Jay locks his eyes on the road, steering stiffly. He tries not to breathe. He can feel Beyonce’s eyes on him, glinting in the passing of headlights. He reaches for the radio, slowly, carefully… “Don’t,” she says, barely a whisper, but somehow he hears it over the bass. “Let’s listen.” His blood runs cold."
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Ok, I?m rolling up on my bullshit
That ak 47 like a full clip
Bust a nigga head open when he hittin it
On some brooklyn shit, but I?m trippy bitch
Lsd got a nigga on his bettle shit
Oh you ain?t with it, on some basic shit
A?ight nigga get back to the major ricks
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i had a dream within a dream within a dream last night
in the deepest dream, which is the hardest to remember, I know there was something scary. I don't remember what exactly was scary, but I do remember it involved being in a spooky-looking basement, one of those that feels cold, drippy, moist like a cave, spider webs all over. I think this basement was pretty empty. I remember being in a stairway that led down to it, looking down into its depths, the golden light behind me fading darker with each step.
I remember being in the basement. I don't remember what was happening in there. I wasn...
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