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Tuesday, May 30, 2006

The Human Vessel

Here with in this largest organ, my skin holds it all.
Tunnels and chemicals make up the force that drives us all, this emotional walk able man.
If there is conflict with anyone or thing it first starts here inside of me.
I most forgive myself inside and then work on the outside skin.
How am I to pass judgment if I don’t know the vessel of a fellow man.
Language is sometimes miss-understood to the receiver as a danger.
The words don’t fit what the vessel intended.
I most never act out of norms that have failed in history.
Many times vessels of the world speak out and act upon norms that never where intended.
We most keep what is a blessing and respect each others vessel so we can live a blessing.
Shawn Borsch
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