Take a look outside; at the war the trees sway, the birds fly, and the sky moves. Look at its elaborate design. Breathe in the air around you, listen to the sounds around you. Look at the beauty and experience vividness as its finest and write about what you think, what you feel, and what you see. What does the world outside make you feel? How does this associate with your emotional state? What beauties can you make out in the world around you, and in turn make out within yourself? There are no limits to your creativity! Just share!

Cu_Sidhe in Stream of Consciousness

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Quiet Musings

I wonder then

Many have as well

What our purpose

In this world

May be

And yet

These wonders,

I wonder

Do they occur

To the common salamander

As she rests

Betwixt the underside

Of a rotting log

And the mossy ground?

No,

I don’t think they do.

So then,

Just as she - the tiny and color splotched salamander, does

Prancing her joyful dance on the forest floor after each fresh rain

Digging her soft fingers into the moistened ground for grubs

Migrating from the water and wiggling to the forest and then back again

All the while these wonders occur outside her musings

Just as she,

So too will I

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The Beauty Within the Overlooked

Take a look outside; at the war the trees sway, the birds fly, and the sky moves. Look at its elaborate design. Breathe in the air around you, listen to the sounds around you. Look at the beauty and experience vividness as its finest and write about what you think, what you feel, and what you see. What does the world outside make you feel? How does this associate with your emotional state? What beauties can you make out in the world around you, and in turn make out within yourself? There are no limits to your creativity! Just share!

Jenuinely in Stream of Consciousness

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Out Of The Window

It isn't often we step outside and truly appreciate the beauty of the world. We often don't even feel a cool breeze and accept it as almost a blessing, opting instead for a coat or shelter. We protect ourselves from the outside, and watch from afar.

But from where I sit in a building, perfectly angled at the window, nature feels as if it is around me. Mist rolling in from unseen hills, just barely reaching out to touch the ground and just cold enough to snap me back to my senses. Trees, tall enough to look up to, but not enough to be intimidating, and yet, they still make one feel small on the second story of a building. Greens litter the branches, and at the start of autumn, the ground as well. One tree in particular is my favorite. Reds are dotted on the branches, free of leaves, for they have all fallen. But I am grateful for the visibility those branches provide. Small animals hard at work, working as I am, for survival. How the birds hover around branches, almost testing if the pencil thin branch would support them. I still sometimes see more previously unknown leaves leap from that tree. It truly is a favorite of mine. Early morning air strikes as I take my leave out of the building but to the next one. But the birds and animals don't mind. To be honest they don't even care. But in a strange similar way, they move from tree to tree, to look through the next window.

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The Beauty Within the Overlooked

Take a look outside; at the war the trees sway, the birds fly, and the sky moves. Look at its elaborate design. Breathe in the air around you, listen to the sounds around you. Look at the beauty and experience vividness as its finest and write about what you think, what you feel, and what you see. What does the world outside make you feel? How does this associate with your emotional state? What beauties can you make out in the world around you, and in turn make out within yourself? There are no limits to your creativity! Just share!

roboggeek in Stream of Consciousness

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Transmordian Phase Shift Spiders

It’s morning on the sector base. Everything is silent, save for the murmur of the helium compressor that comes from the aft quadrant of the craft. It needs to run all the time or things go terribly wrong, according to the engineers who know far more about the subject than me. They are undoubtedly asleep in their quarters since they trust that the truce will hold, but I do not. The skies are clear and the fourth moon is cresting the horizon, a perfect day for flying into battle regardless of the temporary pause of the interstellar conflict at hand. But suddenly a silvery web catches my eye and then I see it: a Transmordian phase shift spider has setup shop between the radar antenna and the laser canon pod. Already I can see that some petal bugs are stuck in the web and, as if on cue, the spider works it’s magic and becomes visible, emits an orange neon glow, then goes invisible again. And then there are two more I didn't notice at first, both fade into view, flash neon orange, then disappear. I learned as a child that phase shift spiders spin webs of titanium silk, a material prized for its beauty and durability; used to make everything from body armor to the most splendid evening gowns. And somehow these spiders evolved to survive and even thrive in the cold radiation of outer space. Life will find a way.

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The Beauty Within the Overlooked

Take a look outside; at the war the trees sway, the birds fly, and the sky moves. Look at its elaborate design. Breathe in the air around you, listen to the sounds around you. Look at the beauty and experience vividness as its finest and write about what you think, what you feel, and what you see. What does the world outside make you feel? How does this associate with your emotional state? What beauties can you make out in the world around you, and in turn make out within yourself? There are no limits to your creativity! Just share!

meheru in Stream of Consciousness

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Sapphire waves calmly soak the golden sand,

The rippling moonbeams make her demeanor look ethereal and grand.

Drenched in forever beauty,

Crystals of sand ,shimmering like jewellery.

Multicoloured coral floors lie around,