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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ele-mental
[time] => 2004-11-03 11:49:13
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[bodytext] => It blows my mind, the way some people behave. The idea of being a "grow up" becomes blurred by this mind set that status is what makes you an adult. There is NO truth in this matter. I may only be 31, sitting on the cusp of 32, still young, but my mind and soul feel aged beyond these "people" that sit before me. My eyes have seen the Birth and Death of many things, in every sense of the words Birth and Death. At face value, I may seem young but do the trees bow down for everyone? Can these people feel the life thats seeps from Nature when touched? These are the sectrets of Ancientness. The source of Wisdom where "old" age rests. Time gets older, life much simpler and the soul grows brighter each day. I have met the Elements face to face. I know the Ancient Ones by their names, and when the wind blows, They whisper in my ear. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 62 [informant] => Nardo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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