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[randybiztravel]

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How long did it take to pick up some of the language?

[brockwinstead]

So you would describe this film as a "talkie" then?

[somelanguage]

Invisible is a terrible feeling...

[somelanguage]

Consequences

There is a constant consequence, with considerably compelling evidence, consistently coaxing me to contemplate the cause of this quest, continuing without consciousness or control.  

          - Austin

[somelanguage]

In the Sun

Quiet sleep,

Sleeping deep

In a heap

In the heat.

Dreams are sweet

Sleeping in the sun,

Couldn't be more fun.

When the breezes hum

And the evening comes

Relieving me from

The heat and the sun.

          -Austin

[somelanguage]

A Bout with Love

The countless lines of thoughtless words. Turning, burning and resounding chords. Coming down, around, and getting beneath, My skin, my mind, and my heart, so deep. The flowing flood of emotions race. Uncontrollable, immeasurable, setting the pace. Rising up, crashing down, and toppling over, This ever pressing and crippling misnomer. Oh the conflict, oh the conviction, Love will bring and soon stricken. Doubt, fear, lies uncountable. But soon after, peace unquenchable. Hold on, hold dear, all you believe. Because, oh my soul, there is relief. Coming quickly, like the sun in the east. Soon, my soul, you will feel the heat. Warmth, joy, and all great pleasure. Is the song you'll hear, without measure. How can I run, how can I doubt? When the sun comes, it will end this bout.

                    -Austin

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Where can I run?

Where can I hide?

It's too much to say that I'm losing my mind

But I've tried so long to go along with the ride.

Have I broken down?

No, I'm much too proud.

Seek and you'll find,

But a different kind.

Lost enough to want to rewind.

Can you hear the sound?

What you once found?

It's coming up from behind.

I'm too tired to try,

Too broke to buy.

So I'll just sit here, take it all inside.

My brain is fried.

Time to unwind.

Take the past back, and move aside.

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Without Much at All

Without words to say,

Or prayers to pray.

Strength to fight,

Or enough might.

Without faith to believe,

Or hope to relieve.

Love to cover,

Or even a lover.

Without revelation,

Or any contemplation.

Thoughts to release,

Or joy or peace.

Without feeling free,

Or anything within me.

You are faithful,

And even truthful.

So it’s time to let go,

And let your glory show.