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Greed vs. Prosperity

In society, it often seems that everyone wants money, yet everyone assumes the “rich” are greedy, evil, or doing something illegal. However, there is a big different between greed and prosperity. Some of the rich are one, and some are the other. Greed means you get what you want no matter the cost to others. Prosperity means you are blessed with gain by helping others.

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Of The Moon and Sun

You are as the sun and I as the moon We are so close and intertwined Yet, a vast distance keeps us apart We rely on one another But we are never to touch Never to cross that line The light I shine is but a mere reflection of you You give me purpose It is for you that I rise each night I follow you wherever you may go I cross the oceans I climb the mountains I lose…

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The Move

She arrived early that morning to help her sister move. After 15 years in the same house, Deb wad headed out to work in the big city 2 hours away. Although Michelle was much younger, she always thought of Deb as her sister. Deb, on the other hand, treated her as only half a sister and often a pest at that. Deb and Michelle shared the same mom, but Michelle came along much later after their mom had gotten remarried.…

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The Thief vs. The Owner

The thief let herself in. The homeowner was unaware of the atrocities striking at that very moment. Through years of hard work and knowledge – learned and re-learned, the owner had set out to help others along the same path. The owner, revered in her field, while the thief was unknown. The owner had built something beautiful. A kitchen, so unique, it was the envy of anyone who’s eyes were to behold it. The living room was immaculate and featured…

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The Attack

It came as an attack on my mind. It forced the pen into my hand, and the movements began involuntarily at first. My will to fight it was waning. It was less painful to simply let it take control and move whichever way it lead. I did not know the ending, for I could not see that far ahead. My vision was limited to only a few words into the future. It feared I could not keep up if more…

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Ride The Wave

I rode the wave, moving up and down where ever it took me. Not on a boat, nor floating on top. No, I was like a drop of water, powerless to control my destiny. I migrated to the top and the sun’s rays beat down on me mercilessly, not caring of my agony. Then, I sunk to the deepest darkest bottom, blind to what was around me, yet feeling the darkness penetrate my very soul. Suddenly, I was thrown upon…

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The Weaver

A weaver’s afghan began not at the loom. No, the piece first began with an idea. The idea then took form and solidified. The idea had to take shape and that required action. The proper loom and just the right threads had to be found. The colors had to be chosen in proper hues to bring the idea life and fulfill its final destiny. Then, the weaver began taking the twists and turns to necessary make a straight thread become…

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Creator Of Worlds

I can create worlds with the stroke of my pen. Then, with an eraser, I can make them disappear and create something entirely different, something new. Perhaps this new world will be better than the former, but perhaps not. One might wonder where such great power comes from, but I can not tell you, for I scary know. My imagination simply takes off at a run in which my mind scrambles to translate into words and my hands ache at…

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