What do you think about A.I.?

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The Mandela Effect

What do you all think of that, it's kind of sorta weird isn't it? I can kind of relate to a few of those things....

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Stay strong!

Into the void my mind seems scattered,
Hold myself when I feel emotionally battered,
Stronger then I ever thought I could be,
No matter where life's seems to land me,
I hold my own,
I stand firm,
Can't let them knock us down,
That's what I've learned,
About others, but mostly about myself,
Because a lot of us are very similar,
We all feel doubt,
We all get broken, and most of us climb back up,
Even at those vulnerable moments when someone screams to shut up,
This love I bury deep inside,
I'd love to let it fully flow,
Maybe to help someone learn to love themselves,
Or maybe to help me to wipe myself clean from all the untrust clouded with doubt.

I had been holding things back for so long, and I feel these words can describe such feelings trapped within. I hope it helps others in some way, as I know others too can probably relate!
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Some poetry

The great wind blows,
At night,
The storm settles in,
And cancels flights,

The great wind echoes,
Through the walls,
Of an old apartment building ill equipped for the brutal storm,
And sends chilling drafts through the halls,

The great wind chimes,
The trees,
As they sway and the branches sing,
And the icicles fly every-which-way like prisoner's set free,

The great wind whistles,
Through the windows,
Of an abandoned building,
And now filled with over-grown thistles,

Can you feel it?
Are you listening?
Can you see it?
Can you hear?

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He's still trying to crack the code...

My eyes are open, and I'm feeling wide awake,
I can see now more, and please make no mistakes,
I know you still can't crack the code,
That is what I saw you say,
I know you have the file,
But I don't have it, so I just wont break,

Do you still think that you know me?
Do you think I'm still not that smart?
I may not hold much book knowledge,
But I do have other means,
Maybe a mental condition, that makes me see unseen,
Maybe just a fluke I hear from other people's dreams,

I'm not a witch I tell you,
It's so much more than that,
I hear many things,
But I wont elaborate to much on that,
I give messages to others,
I share my words,
But don't accuse me of scamming any,
As I ask nothing in return...

I don't use any candles,
My rocks just help me sleep,
They keep my dreams clearer,
They help keep them from dreaming things, that no one wants to hear...
My rocks are not drugs,
They are rather trinkets of sorts,
They can't be burned nor smoked, you can't put them in your nose to snort,
They are just pretty stones, of many colors you see,
They are only simple gems,
What kind of rocks are yours?

I have some happy moments, they come and they go,
I cherish those times, I carry them deep within my heart,
I write this live, I'm typing it right now.
My words wont always work for you,
Because you, like myself, have too much doubt.
My doubt though it can be heavy,
It's not so much as it was,
Because I see more happening,
It starting to clear some of that doubt.

You think I'll tell you the code?
Sorry I am not that naive,
I don't have the file,
You do, so why even bother trying to deceive?
Treat me like a joke,
I prove you to be a fool.
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Farewell Loves
Unknown Sender

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Thoughts and things that flow in and out of my mind.

I'm just throwing some words together, they might not make sense, and maybe they will.

If you don't love me, you don't love music,
If you hate me, you hate a lot of things,
Sometimes I look at you and wonder who I'm seeing,
Sometimes you don't look like you,
But sometimes I don't look like me,
Sometimes I wonder if your eyes are open,
Do you see me? The real me, I foolishly show...
Am I blind, as they say love can be?,
Who am I? Who are you? Who is anyone for that matter?,

I've heard many times, that everyone is as one, a part of themselves..
Do I believe this? I doubt. But I also believe, if that is comprehensible,
I'm only human, but I'm not normal,
I'm odd, strange, weird, random and unexplainable at times too.

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Always.....Silence. Speaks in volumes!

I don't want to cry, and you can't make me.
Your silent actions, use my words and thrown them at me.
Hurt me with so many things, and ways, and not a word needed be spoken.
You can't keep blaming an adult for what they did as a child. Can't you see they aren't the same?
I've been hurt by many, suffered enough karma to teach me many lessons.
And still, I put no blame on anyone, only on circumstance.
The part of me that believes you still care, I don't trust it anymore, because of your "WORDS".
My heart, soul, mind and body, need peace, needs for others to hear them crying for mercy.
Situations arise for some, when just children, and those are the times in life, one does not have a choice.
Rape, sexual abuse, psychical abuse, mental abuse... emotional abuse, verbal abuse, abuse caused by rumors.
Do you know what it's like to be called ugly as a small child?
Do you know what it feels like to be bullied in any way?
Do you know what it feels like to be called a joke by your partner?
Do you?

Do you know what it's like to be called so ugly that you're told that you should wear a bag on your head?
Do you know what it's like when those bullies get all their friends to gang up on you all at once and you're standing all alone and no one speaks up?

I've let these things go, they don't bother me anymore, but when someone says I don't know suffering, nor pain, nor love. What do you think runs through my head? I stay silent in those moments, because they don't know me at all!
There are people I wish I could forget, but I'd want them to forget me to, so that they couldn't bother me, as a person who doesn't remember or know them because the memory isn't there...so as if strangers. Just not to hurt nor bothered.

I've helped many people in this life time, without them ever knowing me personally, without them ever seeing me. Strangers. And maybe I saved some lives along the way, but I don't tell anyone, because I did it for them, and the part of me that knows I've helped in someway, is good enough. I don't brag about my good deeds, because I didn't do it to be noticed, I'd like not to be noticed.

Do you know what it's like to suffer after praying for others? Do you know such a pain? A misery that appears after I pray, pray good for others. I wonder if any have prayed for me? I don't care if they did. I'd never ask.

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Sounds and things

Blizzards are loud,
Once the winds pick up,
Rains can drowned,
When it doesn't let up,
Loud are the crowds,
When they don't get what they want,
At peace is a human,
When they are where most happy,
Why judge their fate,
Just because you think they're too late,
You can be silent with the eyes,
But you scream very loud from inside,
Steady is a motion,
Of a soul-mate's lustful desire for the other,
If you fall behind,
Open your eyes and pay mind,
For if you're not paying attention,
The mind might end up quiet and blind,
See things for what they are,
You're not the only one with scars,
You're not the only one who's lost,
Broken hearts are created out of loss,
My mind as well as my heart is screaming Mercy,
For You forget the times we've spent in private,
The words you spoke,
I no longer rely on simple texts,
No simple texts with words,
No they don't do anything but hurt,
I'd rather a call,
A meeting elsewhere,
Because trust has been broken,
And I don't want a single touch,
Not a single embrace to ruin,
A true verbal connection,
THE TRUTH is what I want,
Texts are just words on screen,
And I want that no more.
These are the sounds and things that keep me from fully feeling at peace.

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Something to keep you busy...

Mystery of the Sphinx - FREE Movie
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Without using a computer for quite some time...

So here I am.
You're all probably wondering where I have been.

The thing is time passes in life and life does often get busy. And passes it does, as time...It waits for no one!
My time frame is off, by quite a bit if you might notice from past postings of blogs and such...as it is.
Issues arise, conflicts arrive as well. And I just haven't found too much time to get on a computer to post. I have also been contemplating getting back to my symbols studies (no not posting them, actually studying them) I feel that calling again, in a most urgency of ways as of late.
I am not sure if I shared the fact that I am a published author(besides blogging I might add), and I have had some crop ups of messages that people don't know this of myself and felt I may as well state so. For the record, and so people can get that out of their heads that I haven't. Not that, that is very important to me! Not greatly so anyway.
So on to my calling of studies that I myself and probably others reading this, know why it's even needed. Perhaps my symbols on paper (which I have not shared!) would maybe shed some light on the why's.
I needed to stop in and post something as I have noticed, January was my last post and it is now the month of April.
I hope you are all well and that maybe Parts of the world would stop getting so mad(I wish) and arguing about who has the biggest bombs!
Why can't things just be civil? Why can't things be resolved? Why are things always getting out of hand and leading out of context?
Why do things that can be settled so easily with communication end up leading to such distraction? I'm saddened by it all!!!
Wishing everyone happiness and peace, Blessings to all and I hope things get cleared up (though I have a bad feeling they wont before it's too late), so that people can see things for what they are and be clear headed for a change.
The mind is a noisy place as it is.



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