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The Ultimate word of today... Helsinki That is all.

Posted by Christina Maria-mallais on Saturday, February 28, 2009 When its time. The answers will be shown. Face the demon and the fear will be owned. The only depths of the ocean will never see the light of day. Fear is the only protection from the truth, where we lay. Everyone has a story. We might not be able to explain the beginning or the end facts will explain the middle. Nothing can be duplicated with a heart so little. Time documents what we say but who's there to enjoy them. Mysteries only stand with silence; I'd give that a ten; to them. Not us. Words we say. Where we lay. Empty emotions full the blank room. Only one door to get in

The blue bird sits upon the delicate branch. The bird creates a philosophy and self examination. Cheeps to the beats of the tribal drums, knowing the beat of its heart is one of the mysteries. The bird is tangled within its own life like the sticks which create the creature's well evolutional home. Used for basic needs but never known why. Does the tiny bird have dreams hopes and wishes, are we connected in anyway? It sings like it's his passion but fled like it's his death. Does it know what the large human was whom just wants to understand what he was made of? All child only sees is magic and full of mystery. One day just wanting to know mo