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whats in my blender...

kale
celery
spriulina
raw cacao
liquid cayenne
banana
home made almond milk
home made cashew butter
soaked walnuts
flax oil
dates
cilantro
parsley

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who has never killed an hour? not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. the violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past is all you can hope to accomplish. so you kill the hour. you do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. if you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. and when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. the only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share.

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I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought something, I wrote something, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum'things has always been and always will be you.

I miss you.

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"four be the things i'd have been better without: love curiosity, freckles, and doubt." - dorothy parker

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"there are only three kinds of people in the world. those who count and those who can't" - abe lincoln