I look at the stars and I wonder why…
I wonder how some can laugh to see you cry
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I wonder how love turns a frozen blue
I wonder, do they not have a clue?
I wonder how people can smile in your face
Accept your meals and with you say grace
While betrayal is deep within their minds
Deceptive and callous, and you are blind
I wonder if they wake during the night
I wonder if they ever have it right
I wonder if they realize the words they breathe
Are enough to kill and your life seize
I wonder if they ever feel remorse for what they’ve done
I wonder WHY they have shot loyalty with a gun
I wonder how they live their life in illusion
I wonder how they see themselves great in the confusion
I look at the stars and I wonder why
I look at the stars and deep within I still cry
I look at the stars and give them my sadness
I look at the stars and hope to end this madness
Footprints of Thoughts 
My “end of the day” post. To answer your questions …. they never do! They keep going, going …. wrecking other lives because that’s how they are. No good … no heart, no conscience. And some stay behind wondering & will never have the answer!!
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Jane–just remember it is THEIR dark vision and they are stuck there. Don’t OWN any of it. That doesn’t mean you don’t feel the pain, but armor yourself to not ACCEPT more and allow yourself to see the light and gloriousness in the stars. It’s their loss–not yours. Blessings.
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Very nice Jane !!!!
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I’m right there with you, Jane, at your side, wondering the same thing, and as I stare up at the sky with you, arm in arm, I let go of the pain and sadness I have picked up just by BEing in this world. I bring all that to the Light of the Night, so all that, may be Love once again. Amen. Love, Amy
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How thought provoking. So true. Thank you ♡
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I always think karma – ‘what goes around, comes around and bullies get theirs in the end.’
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Well, Eliza, I just want to stop hurting…and I am not wishing revenge on anyone…I do not think you mean this either. I guess what it means, is that those people still have lessons to learn and if, not in this life, if there is reincarnation, in the next go around. I just got to get over the pain and move on. I do not try to hurt anyone, and my EGO is getting in the way–I have to get more balance. Thank you for reading me and for your thoughts. Blessings, Eliza~
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That is just what I mean, their path doesn’t make sense to us, but it is their path, regardless.
This Gibran quote has always given me comfort, “The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.”
I wish you healing thoughts and lots of love and light.
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Wonderful quote, Eliza! Thank you for the good wishes…and for understanding…You are a LIGHT to me!
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Jane, you have a fine mind and an equally fine spirit.
Best Wishes
john
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You are a gentle being, John! Thank you for your kind words to me!
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Reblogged this on Vic's Final Journey.
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Reblogged this on Ta hendene til din kjære – se på dem og hold dem hardt Disse hendene skal du følge, leie og lede. Du skal få føle på varmen fra dem og kjenne en inderlig glede. De skal stryke deg og de skal holde rundt deg – de er ikke skapt for å såre i vrede For du skal ikke alene mer vandre. De skal klemme og kose og aldri klandre De skal skjerme deg for det du ikke selv ser. De skal elske og aldri forakte – bare hjelpe når du ber. Disse hendene skal jobbe for at dere skal få det godt De skal gi – og du skal takke for det du har fått. De skal tvinnes sammen i kjærlighet og være ømme og gode og et tegn på inderlighet Hendene du holder er sterke og unge De skal gjennom mye for din skyld når dagene er tunge De skal stryke og klemme og være gode og fromme De skal ruske i ditt hår og takke når dagen er omme Disse hendene skal følge deg gjennom livet. De skal holde fast ved deg og verne om samlivet De skal være hos deg når alle andre har gått De skal aldri slippe men holde fast og tørke tårer når du har grått. Hendene skal bære din ring med rette Den skal skinne og for alle berette Jeg elsker deg! – kan den bekjenne Det er bare en som har maken til denne En dag er hendene blitt ru og grå Hver fure og rynke forteller om livet som bak dere lå Dere kan minnes den dagen i dag – da et livslangt bånd Ble knyttet Og fra denne dag dere gikk Hånd i hånd..
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thank YOU so much for the reblog! Happy New Year to you!
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Bare hyggelig kjære💖😊
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