seven days till sunset
no shadows on the ground
waiting
watching
drops of sweat
the only thing
that hangs around
no way to rewind
deep in my soul
is where the clock stops
questions
answers
prayer
seven days till sunset
i'm going home
i'll meet you there
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
This second revised edition describes, from Onlinesss Self Awakening perspective, the major Truth-consciousness realm-waves of transcendent Self Awakening
Because we have an opportunity to choose our attitude and focus our intentions in the present moment, the world and our own personal lives are a reflection of our thoughts. It is our 360 degree review on how we think. Put simply, our job is to fully
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