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The Moon is a Harsh Mistress

See her how she flies, golden sails across the sky Close enough to touch, but careful if you try Though she looks as warm as gold, the moon’s a harsh mistress The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine and Lord it felt so fine The moon a phantom rose through the mountains and the pine And then the darkness fell, the moon’s a harsh mistress It’s hard to love her well

I fell out of her eyes, I fell out of her heart I fell down on my face, yes I did and I tripped and I missed my star And I fell and fell alone, the moon’s a harsh mistress The sky is made of stone The moon’s a harsh mistress, she’s hard to call your own

Jimmy Webb

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Luna Symphony? 

Luna Symphony? 

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Forgive me father for I have sinned,
I have loved a woman more desperately than I have loved God. I have looked to a woman more reverently than I have the sky. There, in the sulk of her bottom lip, I find myself talking about a heaven that only exists when she is looking at me,
father she has not been forged between the dip of my teeth, she is not my rib, or my left side, she is my entire stomach, she is my spine.
I have been searching for prayer, father but I have found that I can only say her name
Dear God, let me have her
Dear God, let her rest with me
Dear God, let the sky turn red from how we burn
The plum tree in our back garden has withered because I have not seen the sun for five days. I have been worshipping at the cradle of her hips
father, she has cleansed me with those hands and those eyes, I do not know how to turn unless it is towards her, I do not know where to go except in her direction.
— Azra.T “Take Me to Church” 

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And when the universe has finished exploding all the stars will slow down, like a ball that has been thrown into the air, and they will come to a halt and they will all begin to fall towards the centre of the universe again. And then there will be nothing to stop us seeing all the stars in the world because they will all be moving towards us, gradually faster and faster, and we will know that the world is going to end soon because when we look up into the sky at night there will be no darkness, just the blazing light of billions and billions of stars, all falling.
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, Mark Haddon

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One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.

I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

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Do not be afraid of the waves that stir your soul.  That’s life.

Do not be afraid of the waves that stir your soul.  That’s life.

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