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IN QUIET THOUGHTS

IN QUIET THOUGHTS

Sometimes, words can escape us...

Maybe, we don't say what needs to be said often enough...

Maybe, words come at the wrong time and can feel shallow...

Sometimes, there's an agenda and words aren't truth...

Words can be used as manipulation when High Stakes is the Prize...

When we learn to feel in the silence...

It helps build our Sense of Ability Muscles...

The ability to see through the scams...

Lies begin to show a light that not everyone has the capabilities to see...

Turn your heart into whatever works for you to keep the crap and yourself separated from everything they try to sell...

​​​​​​When you strengthen your Memory Muscle all the fake apologies come with a Bell which only you can hear...

Create your own sound...

It's custom for yourself...

You might feel your head shake a lot more...

That's just your intuition telling you...

Great Job!

You can't be fooled...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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Jac Tales

Silence and beauty goes hand-in-hand sometimes. Nice Write.

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sparrowsong

Hello Jac...

God, Grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change...
Courage to change the things I can...
The Wisdom to know the Difference...

😊

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong Ice Queen
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