“The original definition of sacrifice moves more inwardly. It means to give up what no longer works.” Mark Nepo
To No Avail With every possible sacrifice I made supplication at your door, as if to all the gods and spirits who might intervene should be summoned for not a little redemption at the drop of a hat thrown to the wind as to caution, a libation poured out for everything I had pursued down lanes and alleys to no avail. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Easiest GF DF recipes that ANYONE can prepare. No BS.
Gonna fill this page with breathings of my heart 💞
Welcome to my personal blog site. I see myself as a free thinker, life explorer, and wisdom collector. Some of my favorite subjects are psychology, philosophy, relationships, society, reading, writing, technology, and lifestyle.
Climate Change
this love fairy fell in love with her ghost
A Love Affair With The Past
Writing, blogging, journaling
Tales from the Life of a Lost Soul
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Your words are inspiring as always Paul.
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Thank you very much indeed Megha.
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A very thoughtful and reflective poem, Paul. Lovely! 🙂
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I really had hoped to evoke that, thank you for sharing this, many thanks. 🙂
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some will never — nay, can never — be appeased. what love, when one is nixed into nothingness…
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Yes, what love. Forever looking for the mutuality, thank you Lisa 🙂
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Most welcome, Paul.
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When supplication and sacrifice are to no avail, it makes one question whether the supplication and sacrifice are directed in the wrong place.
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Absolutely Liz, let it go I say, thank you and agreed.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks Chuck.
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Always my Pleasure, Paul 😊✨✨👍
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This one is a little deep for me
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The betrayal of trust by those who have authority.
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