Everything is still while our minds keep going in endless circles.
We’re tired yet wide awake.
We want to run while we hide.
We remain still so we can then move.
Categories: current events, mental health, photography, Poetry, Psychology, society
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Who is this girl Psychologist mimi
I love to travel, try new foods, ingest caffeine, and watch political news coverage. A psychologist by training trying to bring a little common sense to it all.
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SMiLes Evolving Now Longer
To the Point of Still… ‘Words’ Now…
Did We Ever ‘Evolve’ At All ‘This Way’…
Move and Repose Move and Repose
Waves Become Ocean Whole Tides
Directed By Moon To See Light
of Sun…
Still…
IS
A
Way
oF Fear
Dance IS A
Way oF LiGHT
Before Any Song At All
We Are The Wind The
Dance Beyond Measure
Never Captured Still Wind Dies Alive…
Yet How Will We Measure Inspired By Words Still…
Dance
Then
Song
Dance Repose to:
Poetry Move Away From: Still
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Great topic from my photo for this week. 😀 😀
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