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A Shocked Razor

A terrible thought came to me
Just like that, out of the blue
Heaven would be populated!!!
Christ... how would I get through?

The awfulness...ย  the horror!
I'd simply not survive
The razor fell in utter shock
I must forever stay alive!!!!!

M P 3/5/23

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Marion

and many more back to you lovely lady xx

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sparrowsong

Hello Marion...

Something tells me with so much blood on peoples hands...

There's plenty of room...

I know we both can't be right...

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Marion

Hi.Sparrowsong, thanks so much for taking the time love.ย  I reckon Heaven, should it exist is endless with plenty of space for us all ...and thats my problem ...all those bloody people lol!!!!...far too noisy and crowded for me ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜†

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Neville

No doubt in my mind, you have a heart as big as a planet, a razor sharp wit and a terribly good sense of humour .. in fact, the gall would appear to have got the lot .. x

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Marion

Hey Nev, being as sharp as a razor yourself I've to congratulate you on that beautiful bit of word play ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜†...'gall'...
very clever and absolutely sums up ( in each of its various interpretations) the sentiment behind these words. Though in this case ...for once lol...the reference isnt to 'holy beings' but to people in general...too noisy and annoying! I suppose if there is a god or several... i might be in trouble ๐Ÿฅด or maybe this is my way of searching for the first time in my life for any meaning behind the myths...searching for my own god. I hope I find it before i die...i hope we all do...many hugs my friend X
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Neville

You can bet ya boobs I'm with you, behind you and beside you 100% of the way x

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John Loopstra

Yeah, hang in here. From what the Church wants me to belief I gather there is not a lot to do in heaven๐Ÿ˜‡ In Life you get to write what you want...ย 

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Marion

Seriously though John..isn't that the utter beauty of poetry (Creative writing) ...we do get to write what we want and nobody knows if what we write is our own truth, imagination, exploration or from the endless possibilities of perspective...thankyou my friend x

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John Loopstra

Well, in my case it is always my truth I write about. I can't do anything else, I feel a fraud if I beautify the world with empty words๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜‡. Life is complex enough without lying to myself (which I did for decades๐Ÿ˜ญ, hugs from a rainy Holland

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Marion

Ah...it's not empty words John just means everything that's written is not always a personal experience x

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John Loopstra

I am aware of that, but that is not my practice, I lose all poetry if it is not a personal experience - I can imagine things, off course, but in such cases I always overshoot the mark and any text gets dumped... I guess it is a trait I inherited from my mum (her art was also always highly personal) in opposition to my dad who never really showed emotions - he just went through the motions (at least when it involved me or bro')ย 

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Marion

Yea I know what you're saying John...I think everything we write is drawn from personal experience and emotion but isn't necessarily factual, that's what i meant x

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John Loopstra

Yeah, being naive can have its drawbacks (true personal experience) but also lead to more fun stuff like quotese (a language of quotes my wife and I are developing, especially quotes from animated movies ๐Ÿคฃ

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