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Morg;eiaan-The Struggle is the line in the Sand.
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Morgeiaan-Music
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Do you think we’re shaped more by our experiences or by who we are?
Lost, I name the road
My soul becomes the compass
I find God within
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Which book have you read more than any other?
The Alchemist-Paulo Cohelo
The Bible
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Are you a lifelong learner? I am a practical A dream I am a formula A scent I am what is erected And what is lingering, left behind. The constant writing on a page Yet what was never started And what was finished long ago. I am But I am not For what have you learned, That you did not already Somehow, always, know?
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What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years” — and what got you through it?
The Hard Years
There once was a girl who broke through,
Though the hard years kept splitting her view.
With poems, long miles,
And her fierce, stubborn trials—She rebuilt herself into someone new.
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What villain actually had a good point?
Khan
Wrath forged into fire
A king exiled among stars
Vengeance veils the soul
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If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
The heat is insatiable
The salt of my skin hungers me
Sweat
The sweat rolling from my hair
It is sweet
Sweet Sweat
Loving the undead I was
Rolling in my ship down the Nile
To you,
Cairo
The treasure I long for
Buried in my heart as I lay
Far, far, away
But I am with you in the sapphire night sky
A desert-my creme brulee dessert
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Daily writing promptIs a little chaos actually good for us?View all responses chaos is a still pond and an erupting volcano all in one sun cycle.
Rumi in Translation: Coleman Barks, Persian Heritage, and the Cultural Meaning of Language
Stories as Case Studies: Applying ESOL Policy and Practice Lorena Black | 23 May 2026 The Tavern All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, And I intend to end up there. This drunkenness began in some other tavern. When I get back around that place, I’ll be…
Faith, Power, and Perception: Analyzing Wild Wild Country through Cultic-Studies and New-Religious-Movement Frameworks
Lorena Black | 14 October 2025 Abstract In the course of my rehabilitation following a brain injury, I engaged with the literary contributions of the Indian philosopher and spiritual educator Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh (Osho). His oeuvre integrates components of Eastern mysticism, Western humanistic psychology, and existential exploration. The author’s contemplations on the constructs of…
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“even if a mystic did experience states of God-intoxication ( sokr), he must not share such mysteries with the uninitiated, but should instead maintain a sober demeanor that did not offend those who had not reached this plane of enlightenment.”
I did not come here of my own accord.
The Guest House
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Whoever Brought Me Here
All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,and I intend to end up there. This drunkenness began in some other tavern. When I get back around to that place, I’ll be completely sober. Meanwhile, I’m like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary. The day…