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Miller's House

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In a letter to Emil Henry Miller once  Imagined,  A few feet of earth for himself. With a big single room Built upon it. Furnished with a stove A water basin. And a hugh desk with a bookcase Near by and an easel. He thought there he might have solitude While the outside world may, in sufficient fashion, float in his life, through, out again. And so I too wonder. When God has created the new heaven And the new earth. Might I too have such a house as Miller? __________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc HeardWords America All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com  

Oh Boy, in the Salt City

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On all the days to come. You came. When the rain Poured it's hardest In this ole Salt City. You were right in front of me. Still you hadn't covered me. So close you didn't see my pain Through the Salt City rain. The curtain rose. The temperature dropped. You and the boys stayed dry. The rest of us sat as beneath a summer hose. Oh Boy, why couldn't you, Why couldn't you have come To the ole Salt City. On another day to sing to me, Felidae! ______________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc HeardWords America All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com

Beware of Destination Addiction

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      (Art: Photography by Ralph Gibson) Setting your goals that never seem to arrive Perhaps there's something more realistic to strive? Preoccupied with the many things you can never be. Obsessed with the things you can never do. Addicted with the places you will never visit. Happiness is never in the next place. Happiness is never in the next job Happiness is never in the next partner Your preoccupation with the idea that happiness has a destination. It'll just make you crazy. You disappointments will make you lazy. Beware of Destination Addiction. The greener grass will always be where you are. You can cast your sights on the stars. Never forget the real lights are all around you. __________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc HeardWords America All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com #RobertHolden #AuthenticSuccess

An Honest Man

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        Art: Painting by Michael Carson A refuge from the excesses and dishonesty Is an honest man. He'll say what he means He'll always mean what he says. He's a man with a singular face. Never talking in front and behind you. The honest man will be on the level When you've failed. The honest man will always be accountable To his every word. His praise can never be mistaken for mere flattery. ______________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc HeardWords America All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com https://amzn.to/3wACH6b) _______________

Individual Standards

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What kind of standards Do they hold onto? What is of great import To them who holds no value In themselves ? The Crowd who are in internal combustion. They are so volatile Towards anyone who chooses Very individual standards for his life. Such extraordinary treatment and individual standards one gives to oneself, Is the degradation and feelings of being Commonplace like ordinary people to Them all. _____________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc HeardWords America

Exceptional

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Exceptional. Each of us insists, on being innocent at all cost. Even if he has to accuse the whole world and heaven itself. If you tell a criminal that his crime is not due to his nature, his character, But to unfortunate circumstances, The criminal will be extravagantly grateful to your view of him as Exceptional. __________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc/ HeardWords America All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com ...

Just Walk Away

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Rushing to fires Set by others. Chasing the lights. In search of illumination. To open my closed heart, Or was it a closed mind? My arms were always open. No one ever came rushing in. Some would smile, all just walk away. There were rare exceptions. Women with husbands absent or dead, Whatever the difference may be. I just couldn't see. I set myself to be their Messianic Lover. Really just looking after my own needs. Or were they desires? At least none of us were for hire. Guess I couldn't get much lower. When they turned out the light. Had no adhesive or meaning, Nothing to attach myself to them. Except for their willingness. It was so easy to just walk away. Like every adult did In my youth. They taught me it was easy To just walk away. __________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com