Pete
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Back Doors And Killer FloorsA Poem by PeteThe only sin in the world is ignorance. - Thoreau |
The Meaning of LifeA Poem by PeteSweep away the clutter of things that complicate our lives. - Thoreau |
AirbrushedA Poem by PeteThe highest condition of art is artlessness. - Thoreau |
Sulfite PlightA Poem by PeteThe soul grows by subtraction, not addition. - Thoreau |
Not-So-Sweet SurrenderA Poem by PeteIt takes two to speak the truth: one to speak, and another to hear. - Thoreau |
Who Cries The Rain?A Poem by PeteWho hears the fishes when they cry? - Thoreau |
Standing OvationA Poem by PeteWe now no longer camp as for a night, but have settled down on earth and forgotten heaven. - Thoreau |
Ode To CarlosA Poem by PeteFor Carlos Santana |
Nowhere, Somewhere And EverywhereA Poem by PeteFoolish people imagine that what they imagine is somewhere else. That stuff is not made in any factory but your own. - Thoreau |
Beyond AbsoluteA Poem by PeteWhat lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us. - Thoreau |