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Evolution of Love 2

by sindbad

Rated: 13+ · Book · Experience · #2171316

As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book

Evolution of Love Part 2

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Nov 13, 2024 at 12:04am
In response to "Understanding One's Own Self"

I agree the lack of love for ourselves keeps us from being the best we can be.

Joy

Nov 12, 2024 at 1:04pm
In response to "Understanding One's Own Self"

So true! You are very courageous to walk away from someone that would probably not be of much help to you in your life.

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Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Nov 9, 2024 at 6:18pm
In response to "Lyon , gastronomy"

Sounds like it's a great place to explore the sites and to try new food. Thanks for sharing.

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Nov 2, 2024 at 12:41pm
In response to "Obituary(Hospital Experience)"

Nicely done.

Kåre เลียม Enga

Oct 31, 2024 at 1:22am
In response to "And I would have gotten away"

Very moving. I have no answers but I face similar questions. Was it worth it?

I moved away and never went back...

Spirit🍁🍂Writer

Oct 27, 2024 at 12:37pm
In response to "Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn & caldron bubble"

I admire you for your honesty and attitude on this subject. It's so true how the victims/survivors have been treated as the one's who have done the wrong and blamed unjustly.
Very few have had compassion towards the woman.

I was 19 , when it was over given the gun that was held on me. The police wanted to charge me for having it. They treated me like dirt and I left before the rape kit came. I went back to work and didn't talk about for decades except to my best friend.
Thanks for understanding...

Cubby

Oct 27, 2024 at 8:00am
In response to "“There’s a little witch in all of us.” "

"[...] over-protected children are more likely to struggle in relationships and
with challenges." This is what happened to me. My mom died when I was 8 and my dad was WAY over-protective and strict. I never experienced being independent. I know my dad loved me, but he never allowed me to fly. Perhaps that is why I love writing!

I'm glad I decided to read this!

Thanks for sharing.

AnotherDreamer

Aug 26, 2024 at 12:12pm
In response to "Few wise words"

11 - I almost had a psychic girlfriend, ..... But she left me before we met.
so funny. That happened to me too!

Spirit🍁🍂Writer

Aug 24, 2024 at 9:47am
In response to "Few wise words"

Very clever 😁! What really is a horse of another color anyway?! I enjoyed this post, it's unique and not the usual thing. Nice to see another take on expressing one's self.
Write ✍️ on indeed!

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Kåre เลียม Enga

Aug 13, 2024 at 2:31am
In response to "Fly little butterfly. It is time"

Beautiful reminder that we change and grow though experiences both bad and good, pleasant and unpleasant.

December 26, 2018 at 1:37am

#948205

*From a soldier's diary...*

“Pick up the bags, it’s time to go”,
The clock strikes six and tells me so.
I look in the mirror and hear it say,
Wish I stayed another day.

A mental note of Things to do,
Flush my mind and take me through.
Pending tasks, spread as hay,
Wish I stayed another day.

Banks and cards and loans and bills,
Undone signs on deeds and wills.
Fees and rents I could not pay,
Wish I stayed another day.

I call for sonny to help me pack,
He gets the shoes and brush from rack.
With silent words, he blocks my way,
Wish I stayed another day.

A visit to zoo, a splash in pool,
A surprise pick from gate of school.
“You promised me!” his tears say,
Wish I stayed another day.

The lady I love is packing my meal,
With tender hands and a heart of steel.
Where hundred pains and problems lay,
Wish I stayed another day.

I hold her near and then realise,
I didn’t even hug her once or twice.
She smiles at me with nothing to say,
Wish I stayed another day.

Unsaid words and unsung tales,
Compliments, wishes, cards and mails.
All change hands in a mystic way,
Wish I stayed another day.

Dad is mute and strong as ever,
Speak of his fears, he will never.
Hiding his tears by gazing away,
Wish I stayed another day.

His pair of specs and bottle of rum,
I promise to get, next time I come.
He smiles the way I've seen him grey,
Wish I stayed another day.

On my post in chill and ice,
Tired and spent I close my eyes.
Faces from home appear to say,
Wish you stayed another day.

Our good wishes of Xmas & New Year
also go to all those, who could not stay another day.

🌻🙏🏻🌻🙏🏻🌻🙏🏻

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