Harry Moult - Lake Rotorua by moonlight, 1920s

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Harry Moult - Lake Rotorua by moonlight, 1920s
Money flows to me easily,
Money flows to me effortlessly,
Money flows to me consistently.
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A rant of a realized future.
I want you, I want you but I don’t need you. And I want you despite the fact that I would live and grow and learn without you. I would rather do those things alongside you, you out of billions of people. I care about your input, and for some reason it feels right to have it apply to my choices. And I will choose in confidence and in consciousness, but if I choose in lieu of my own mind, I know you wouldn’t be offended. You would smile because I heard you and took you to heart like I always do, and then tomorrow I might not be so confident and your opinion and words will strengthen my will and maybe I will choose in lieu of you. I’m learning more and more how to give differently, and take differently. Give so much without smothering you and draining me, and take what is offered without draining you, and spoiling me. The balance is where the love is. The happiness lies in an even scale. So balance me when I go too far, and I’ll balance you. We have to keep each other from going off the edge, if not the world would still keep turning, babies would still be born, and the sun would still rise. But we do this in spite of our finite importance, we do this in spite of everything that ever told us “it belongs in fairy tales.”
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