I was reborn a third time to the sound of my name humming haikus in heaven’s mouth.
ABERJHANIHere are lips of flame eager to be extinguished by love’s liquid sigh.
More Aberjhani Quotes
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At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.
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As living examples of the same. Peace ends with the unraveling of individual hope and the emergence of the will to worship violence as a healer of private and social disease.
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Art gives its vision to beauty not always recognized. And it surrenders freely — whatever power it possesses to every sincere soul that seeks it. But above all else–it presents us with the gift of ourselves.
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As history has demonstrated many times over, change may arrive slowly or quickly but it is the one constant, in one form or another, on which we can all count.
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Your pain is a school unto itself–– and your joy a lovely temple.
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If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?
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The study of history empowers nations and individuals with an ability to avoid errors of the past and lay foundations for victories in the future.
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Journey through the Power of the Rainbow represents a condensed compendium of literary efforts from a life dedicated to transforming the themes of injustice, grief, and despair
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Terrorism, and political chaos that have characterized the beginning of the 21st Century.
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The fate that condemns or saves one sooner or later often condemns or saves another.
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The definitive freedom-sustaining and life-enhancing principles of democracy in living action.
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How many fears came between us? Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell rained smoldering pus from skies made of winged death.
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With my ninth mind I resurrect my first and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
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A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable.
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When a reader enters the pages of a book of poetry, he or she enters a world where dreams transform the past into knowledge
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