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		<description>The original writings of author Kindra JOY</description>
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			<title>Hopelessness is Happiness</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Live without hope.Hope is a lieHope is procrastination.Hope is what stops us from doing what we truly want to do.With hope available we think of what we should do rather than actually doing what we should do.Hope allows us to live in a habitual present while staring into a bright n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231921/</link>
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			<title>Nothing is possible</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;To everything tangible or not there is a complete opposite, a compliment if you will. When compliments are added, as all are sure to be, they result in zero, nothing. How then can anything possibly be? Everything leads me to believe in nothing, and nothing leads me to believe in anything at ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231920/</link>
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			<title>Weakest master</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It seems strange to me that humans, masters of all beasts, are relatively physically unspectacular. It would take a mentally superb human to even stand a chance at surviving in pure nature. We have nothing in size, strength, protection, nor durability. We are quite hopeless looking beings, y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231755/</link>
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			<title>Sleep to dream</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I laid down for a dreamSleep came Then a dreamI dreamt of dreamingIn my sleepingDreamingOfDreamingAnd waking in fearFirst in my dreamAnd then from my sleepSleep to dreamAnd dream only of&amp;nbsp;Sleeping and dreamingDreams take you nowhere&amp;nbsp;There is no satisf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231753/</link>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Words seem to carry with them emptiness. A moment that was full in silence becomes dull and empty with the introduction of words. This is because words can never be completely accurate. There are spaces between every word because we&amp;rsquo;re not sure what to put there. It is when you don&amp;rsq..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231750/</link>
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			<title>Moments</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s not the days nor months nor years that matter but the moments. The flash of a smile a passing wave the sight of a falling leaf and the feelings it brings. All times are made up of moments which are otherwise unrelated to time at all. It is these moments that ar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231746/</link>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Mans creations lead essentially only to destruction. Everything we need is given to us by God. Man&amp;rsquo;s creations are made by first destroying God&amp;rsquo;s creations to rearrange them into a simpler, imperfect structure and are then used to 1. Destroy God&amp;rsquo;s tangibles for our satisfac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231740/</link>
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			<title>Passive panic</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I sit here silently scared witlessof the self-destructive natureof this body that I must live with. I just don&amp;rsquo;t see how we can be so mingled together at such a great distance.Thank God this won&amp;rsquo;t last for eternity.It is the anticipationof the moment of separation..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231739/</link>
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			<title>Living the life of my dreams</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Traveling, wandering, wondering where it is that I am going. Missing, wanting, wishing that my past would return. Falling, failing, feeling as if I were but air.Dreaming, drawing my reality, which is but relativity.Everything is what you think it, and your thoughts are less than air...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231732/</link>
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			<title>Life of truth</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It is in the things that you can&amp;rsquo;t see nor touch that life exists. The tangibles are mere distractions from the soul, the spirit, life. A world without materials would be a truly alive and full world, a world of the spirit, a world of truth. There could be no killing nor stealing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231730/</link>
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			<title>Freedom</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;What is freedom? Webster&amp;rsquo;s Comprehensive Dictionary tells us this: &amp;ldquo;1. Exemption or liberation from slavery or imprisonment. 2. Exemption from political restraint or autocratic control; independence. 3. Liberty or choice or action. 4. Philos. The state of the will as the first ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231727/</link>
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			<title>Every innovation is conservative</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t recall who is to be quoted for this but in the past this seemed to be true in a very straightforward sort of way. Inventions were made to save everyone&amp;rsquo;s time, to increase yields, and to help preserve the lives of all (at least most) people. This is no longer so; innovati..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231725/</link>
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			<title>Children vs. Adults</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Children are concerned with doing, living, while their adult counterparts are concerned with their manifestations of living, the proof that they have lived rather than living itself. Simply living is not enough; we need items, tangibility, to prove that we have indeed been alive, that we are..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231723/</link>
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			<title>A Proposal</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;-The universe is comprised of swirling spaces.-Everything is relative; small scale actions are related directly to large scale actions. -According to both weather and my cup of coffee swirling is caused by the trading of spaces (and my it is my belief, because of the desire of everything..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231722/</link>
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			<title>Alphabetized Alliterations of American Attributes</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;    Animals acting as androids    By passers of bountiful, beautiful bliss    Creatures capable of creating concepts    Delegaters of democratic decisions    Egotists exceeding in error and evil    Followers of fictional fantasies    Garrulous governors given to gambling&amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KindraJoy/231715/</link>
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