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number 347
A free spirit. Always seeking the meaning of life. An old soul who represents her zodiac sign of the two fishes, swimming in opposite directions. Life – a small particle of a bigger thing. What is it, I don’t know but we are all part of a higher self. Inspired, creative, imaginative and forever hopeful.
inspired by Deborah Lawrence

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number 340
The women I have loved and longed for and mostly lost! One notable exception! Gate, Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha! All the rest, all heartbreak (I love them still!) confusing! All my four-legged friends, those going ‘ARF!’ or ‘MEOW!’ Yet, I am full of the narrative of ‘me’! Despite that hindrance, I am sociable, loyal, loving, lonely & lost.
inspired by Robert Barrer

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number 335
My connection with music art and football, I believe I have a lot of typical male interests, get on better with men than women mostly, I love travel my photography and my dark room. I over analyse every thing, and love my job as an occupational therapist it fills my need to nurture but makes me irritable with folks irrelevant moaning. and I hate chick flicks but love the Godfather.
inspired by Rachel Prescott

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number 334
Well, as an ageing, atheist, anti-capitalist, mainly grumpiness. However, I still enjoy photography as much as when I was a teenager, throughout the years it has been the one constant for me. So oddly, looking at the world through a camera lets me express myself, I might add, unfortunately I have no genuinely artistic talents.
inspired by Trevor Parker

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number 327
Cherry Blossoms and Vermillion – Memorial to Nanjing. Historical events that became imbedded in my memory as images which wrench themselves out of a place to be revealed. Part of me is still the child listening to stories my mother told me about growing up in a little muddy village in Moldova – a rock fell out of the sky – a great treasure – which she hid – and buried safely in the ground before she came to America. How that story still resonates within me.
inspired by Blossom Verlinsky

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number 322
sees the world as make-believe
flies to foreign lands and is present while her body sleeps
speaks to the soul of trees
listens to the sea whispers
knows the future and steps there
understands deeply
dances to circle drumbeats with bare feet in night rhythms
connects with all beings
lives another’s story
is all stories
touches ancient earth
messages animals
voices primal music
has no boundaries in stellar spheres
knows the beginning spark of life
walks in death distributing the ashes

inspired by Cindy RInne