http://slow.writerscafe.org/runvsremember The original writings of author run vs remember en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776062888 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 You've come right into a bold new foreign landBut you've been looking forward and planning each forward stepYou would be there, uncertain and historyBut you are not there alone, or with just anybodySince young we've walked fast, side by side and all aliveWe traversed deserts, climbed some mountains,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/1221204/ My knee isfinally getting strongerfrom thosefrictional descents through the forest,by theriver.The stonebeneath my feet, and the branches overheadtaught methat being alone with the Lordis likesleeping for days after fighting a war.You takeoff your armor and find.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/1137982/ Hold my attentionBeware, it is a frightful,difficult challengeBut it can be done,I must assure itAll the footprints in the snowlead back to youI've never walked far enough awayor moved fast enough to escapethe reach of the creator http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/1112280/ Hold my attentionBeware, it is a frightful,difficult challengeBut it can be done,I must assure itAll the footprints in the snowlead back to youI've never walked far enough awayor moved fast enough to escapethe reach of the creator http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/1112278/ Indeed,it is the world outside which haunts us,and the world within which stifles;breaks our dreams as a vaseslid over the edge,locks us up in the rooms we were born in.But the keys are there to be found.Like taking off the sunglasses on a cloudy day,to find that everything is alright -perfectly bri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/1053402/ As time gets put back together,all of what we've known is rearranged.Something had stopped it upBut now that it's going again, everything will change.The challenges we face,to know and be known,magnified, in a world of gaps which we cannot cross.I can see so clearly, thatI was the fraud, the confuse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/815784/ if every hour was a year,and we could all wake up on cold sandy shores,with no memory of the pastor expectations of the future,I'll catch all the last bits of light.and find out what redemption is,over and over,more and more every time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/784336/ a boy, with a soul the size of an ocean.sleep and awake fight over him,and he is constantly changing sides;his mind unable to tell up from down.a piece of light like he always remembered,it comes onto him like a long-awaited friend.the confusion lessens,and the formulas become null,although they hel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/754272/ broken without the love of Christ,broken with the love of Christ, but upheld by him,somehowI can't write words, or force them to be meaningful.I can write words,I can write music,I might never make sense of what I feel.I can live out everything inside,that's it,that's all of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/626318/ everything I strive to hold oncan vacuum awaybring me to defeat.teach me how to give up.you echo,resoundingly,through my few years of lifeas the only truth.you are the final source of my attention.when everything else will splinter apart,go ahead and let it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/625996/ you escaped my line of sight. when I watched your shadow disappear,all my sense collapsed.my nasty instinct took over and the ground started shaking.just at the pivotal point when I should act like an adult,I lost everything I’d gained. I wish I didn’t feel this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/577223/ somehow,life is becoming something I never imagined it would be,like a separate existence, hidden by emerald walls;I’ve always seen the walls,but never knew that they hid another glorious, scary world. I want to hold on. I don’t want to let go.people. friends. memories.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/544839/ today,today is much like the day I was born.I discover that right here,I get no time to rest.this is no end at allbut only a preludeto everything else. wrap it upin a thick blue bowand let it change into something else and if,by chance,I reiterate the truth,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/518337/ eclipsed by your world,I am safe.listening to your words,I'm in the right place.all trechery aside,humanity's fault dies,in your heart I will forever hide.a new foggy morning is on the rise,and into this day the world restarts.into this space all of joy is born. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/501760/ it falls off the tracks when the symphony ends.a match fire gone wrong,a song built to be strong,a friendship destroyed;all but lost in the noise. I once met a man who told me I can undo everything I've screwed up. He asked me if I wanted to, with an undeniable honesty in his eyes. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/483683/ warm, soothing waterup to my ankles.the sun, and the bluest sky ever seen.vast in every direction. but every time I blink I'm sometime else.the water is still at my feet,but now the sky is black,and unfriendly winds whip against my skin. I blink,and the sky is falling.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/476289/  falling through timebecomes as wearying as stayinghere, going at the normal pace,so I might as well go backto the past, to pretend to undo my wrongsand reminisceabout when life was perfect,and wish I had knownto protect those lovesbefore we grew up. now I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/472391/  we, the seekersyou, still our healerwandering in such a waythat we think we knowwhere we’re goingbut we’re just lost and when we get hurt,we have no other choice,and you heal us, andwe get to out feetagainbut it never ends and all I want is t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/472387/ wecome to the end,the grand finale, the lights and action.it's the marvelous trainwreck,a picture of all we can remember,it's the curtain that kept us away.from the edge of humanity. where are we now?it's over for the last time.these things come and go, like ghosts.I come an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/458838/  You match my demiseWith serious eyesand the sound of your voice,(like the tricks in your sleeve)Leaves all the rest of the world –to me.And at last I can see that that cannot be  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/453686/ it's hard to say; a fumbled mess.what happened? I could never guess.If only I'd known, three years in the making,that we'd look like this, I'd have fought hard to change it.when words can't make silence any better,and I can't figure out how this works together,I wish and I wish but there.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/449326/  ‘make it stand, make it last.’the turntable spins over, empty.it’s an illusion.when you broke the news,a couple months ago,I knew there was promise to be foundin the flux of the years of all things. without the greedy sun stealing out skin,will you be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/442968/ motives, connections, sounds.encounters, rain, and honesty.what we are, and where we're going.closed eyes, opening to find a new life.open eyes, closing to find a new love. laughter and pain, strumming guitarsand together we sing.to worship God with all that we are,discovering.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/435598/ I close my eyes and tip back my head.and I can't imagine it.believe what you will, but the facts,they are are indisputable.ignore them or embrace,but I know that lack of motion will bring fire to your city of life.When all is said and done, there will betwo sides, and I remain where I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/418953/ A conversation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/407699/ I've already forgotten.no more empty wordsno more goodbyeless departurescoming back around it's easier to seewhatever happens outside makes up a worlda world of fuming disbelief.''kind of crazy" that's true, but I'm not one to sayonly the sane can accuse the crazy.and w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/404639/ like a stone,dead to the world.like a rock,falling through empty space. but breathe me to life,or whatever it takesmay your lungs foreverpump animation into my lifeless limbs and when I wakeyou will see everything newand I will see it, toobut just the same as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/389748/ you.                              anything else will as good as shatterbut…you        .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/377127/ don't mess with woodgrain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/365545/ for my grandfather for christmas, as he's recovering from a stroke. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/357248/  cold. hungry. alone, atop a desolate, moving islanda folded, wrinkled memory of you,grasped tightly between my bleeding handswhy can I not forget? the mist crawls in and I cannot see.where the island is taking me,I cannot know.breathing is no longer necessary.stop brea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/349396/  The black mass bounces off the wall. It’s in the light. It’s in the hamper. Leave it alone and it will leave you alone, but if you mess with the mass it will turn your world inside out and make you feel real pain. The charred reflection of broken silhouettes makes the truth insid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/339170/  go go GOand as the words are spokenyou fall forward and out of your dream. it’s really happening. go. the eternal motion has begunand the sky passes awaywith the spark of an eyethat’s been taught to sight the paranormal a whirlwind and then yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/335962/ of real, waking experiences http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/334341/  A seventeen year old man, Nicolas Banter kept his finger on the trigger and walked straight into the rain. It didn’t bother his body, but it wasn’t good for his gun. So he tucked in beneath his jacket and kept going.    The rain stung so bad on his bare skin &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/332015/ drowning is bad to do... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/329873/  if I was asked to chose between hearing or sightI wouldn’t hesitate in my answerbecause sight can beautiful, but so very frailand sound is much more vivid, if given the chanceand so much of life is faith. if I went blind today,I would ask you to lead me to the show t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/327476/ the gravel eats at my shoesthe stars hate me;won’t extend their light this far keep it coming, spoke she asthe crowd passed in a blobhuddled together,moving silent and quickwe’re all running awayand in the background our houses light the skyaflameon fireburni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/326919/ i'm not letting go; i'm reinventingi'm not holding on, but i'm not letting freei'm not taking time, it's wastes all my chancesi'm finding a way to connect them to me i'm not breaking down; i'm getting strongeri'm not turning now; i'm here to stayi'm flawed in the place of a perfec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/322990/  For whatever love is and the sea      shining deeplywon’t it all be part of this, this collaboration of passions, heart – and liquid tears, skin? But aren’t you seeing it clearly, the way the moonbreaking-moon filled*with (.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/320608/  Six      The storm never stops. I’ve been here nine months, and it hasn’t even slowed down. I’m lost. I don’t believe what they tell me. This place is my tomb.   Anna    Tessa shuddered at the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/319857/  Five      Puzzles like no other previously delved over filled Tessa and Ryan’s minds separately, though their questions were the same. How could the storm have started when the other said it did? I saw it begin with my own eyes. Maybe this is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/319853/  Four      Tessa regained her senses slowly – but they came. She settled on walking in the most logical direction, the one that would most likely take her back to the road. If she was going the wrong way, she would know soon enough. &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/319841/ the end is near http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/317108/ i wish it would all just slow down http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/315516/  i’m sitting against the wall.nightfall settled in.a part of the shadow,as it’s part of me and before roses wither,and i break free from summeror i fall to my knees,tonight will teach me fear resurfacing silently,it’s all coming back to me!&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/312828/ chapter THE THIRD of the storm ? / is alive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/312045/ – hurricaneabove me it belongs it does, it belongs there not by me, but God put it therethat’s okayi’m not mad He knows better than i do so i stand and i stare,straight up from the middle and i try to catch sparks of sun,ignori.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/307069/  My EVERYthing                                           is   &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/runvsremember/306079/ if you want to read Second before you read First, go for it. 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