Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

that damned, dirty ape (apologies to Pierre Boulle): a rant

some people think they’re cute & some are, but not this one with long yellow teeth & nonstop howling for attention yes, the monkey on your back I thought was gone forever is playing with & popping ideas like fat fleas … Continue reading

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right (more stones)

we should not throw truths at each other like stones aimed to hurt, or scar forever; use the knives our tongues can become to hamstring each other yes, words can join & they can build a bridge between us or we … Continue reading

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how to fall

Our waterfall (movie by Zoe) I have learned the ease & acceptance of water how it flows where other matter will resist & fracture on impact; its downhill shift to fit the earth a sighing expression of its true nature as … Continue reading

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why we love

because I and you melt & diffuse into an us of limitless joy; your you & my I ourselves blend & abandon all other possible we(s).

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If I throw stones

If I throw stones they will not be at you as I am not without sin in this & we are already so practiced in the best ways to hurt each other why invent new ones? But perhaps together we … Continue reading

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Beautiful Blogger Award

Wow, Rhonda at Help Me Rhonda has nominated me for this awesome award.  From what I understand, I am to thank her–and THANK YOU, Rhonda, for thinking of me for this award.  One visit and you will be hooked on her … Continue reading

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if you could drain my spirit

if you could drink my qi to revive your own which sun, time & your own brand of bitterness have sucked to dry sticks I am sure you would. You have taken everything else. Even now, you wax & I wane … Continue reading

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