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The flow and flood of words to the page are so remarkable, soothing the rage and resentments born of times we don't even want to give names, colour or shape to. They are not worth it!
The airiness of this classroom is not like any other in those days...classes, mean and suffocating, stale places crushed creativity. The good of it is we dissociated to a higher place, where beautiful birds like Sparrowstail fly.
Now, sadly they don't always work, the creative parts but in this classroom, with freedom to feel...look who peeps around the desk...it's my furthest buried friend, Rage (spoken with quite a grrrr)...can she appear here? She promises she is safe where is it safe.
She wants to sit and listen and be free to speak her rage in due time when necessary. She was going to stop us posting but now, with this room...we get another chance.
Hey, we have an idea that if you look up in this classroom you see blue sky and puffy white clouds. Look, up there! We feel much safer outside.
Take care everyone...
Rage,
The Hive
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“Science without religion is lame.
Religion without science is blind.”
Albert Einstein
Last edited by Hunny; Jul 26, 2009 at 01:11 PM.
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