Always speak of the past, gratefully.

Of the future, excitedly.

And of the present, Amanda, with bobbing eyebrows and a Cheshire grin.

Spiritual politics, baby -
    The Universe

 
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From: The Universe 

I don’t quite get how there can be so many gorgeous people in time and space, Amanda, yet so few who choose to see their own beauty.

Choose this, gorgeous.

I do,
    The Universe

 
 
 
 

People who give, Amanda, are given to. People who care, are cared for. And people who love… age slower, run faster, jump higher, eat healthier, tend to live in cottages, are as happy with friends as they are alone, climb more trees, skip when they could walk, kiss when they could talk, take the odd [...]

 
 
Jun 082010
 
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