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Maria Badillo's Writings

Poem
Mar.05.2012
White noise. There are words, and yet there are none. Sounds, and there are none. Life, and there is none. Silence, there is none. And it is everything. And it is everywhere. And it shatters and it bleeds. But it never disappears. Looming. Ever looming. A condition only the unconscious mind can combat.
Poem
Mar.04.2012
The Force is the blade of the heart, and so do we wield our blades with love.
Poem
Mar.04.2012
  If you do not cast a shadow in your wake you are not in the light.  
Poem
Mar.04.2012
  Spirits sing in the song of the universe where everything is one.  
Poem
Mar.04.2012
  May I take your hand? For together we stand in the heart of the Force.  
Poem
Mar.04.2012
  Here we unlearn what has been instructed to us; the Force is our guide.  
Poem
Mar.04.2012
  You and I are one, resonating in the Force; together we live.  
Poem
Mar.04.2012
Reality is what reality is not; the Force helps me see. -04 March 2012-
Poem
Feb.16.2012
White noise. There are words, and yet there are none. Sounds, and there are none. Life, and there is none. Silence, there is none. And it is everything. And it is everywhere. And it shatters and it bleeds. But it never disappears. Looming. Ever looming. A condition only the unconscious mind can combat.
Poem
Feb.16.2012
An ancient hand guides Such young eyes To analyse The lies. When hands despise The naive guise, And they are still surprised When we reach for the skies And the old world unties.  Yet someone still cries.