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Tuesday, November 24, 2015. These few words came to me last Sunday at a time when the horrible stomping romping wall and ceiling shaking so threatening my peace from the apartment above me had abated for a time. For the past two years I had neighbors up there who were quiet adult men. I NEVER in ten billion years would have renewed my year’s lease if THIS family had been up there.
I really do NOT know how I can endure and survive a long North Dakota winter being trapped in here with them up there. I am losing entire nights of sleep. Scary. Hard. Very, very disturbing having people up there with no pattern to their life I can detect, little children romping hard until 2 am….
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Right on the surface of the glass
Looking inward
Looking outward
That’s where our psychology will be
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Where on a spectrum does light become sound and sound become light
To humans?
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There is a quiet there – at these places. In these spaces. A kind of pause – the quiet both before and within the storm.
Calmness.
Life, though, is never easy.
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There is a pause
Where darkness turns into light
(and the other way around).
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When a flying bird’s wing beats downward
That point just before the wing
Turns up again
There is an instant of
Perfect peace.
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