A DICKINSON COCKTAIL…

THERE IS THIS APPEAL FOR TRUTH EXTRAVAGANT LIES CAN NOT AFFORD. And i have found it my readers, that nobody truly decent ever chooses EXTRAVAGANT LIES…I am very choosy with who i respect in intellectual circles because respect shows up too much in skeletal forms like TIGERBIRDS…. so today in the mood for EMILY DICKINSON, THAT PROFOUND POET.

I saw this, AND DECIDED TO DO A COCKTAIL OF DICKINSON’S POEMS…TAKE NOTE HERE THAT LIFE HAS A PRICE, BUT PRIVILEGE DOESN’T BUT SOME PEOPLE NEVER WANT PAY FOR WHAT THEY DON’T HAVE, THEY JUST WANT TO STEAL SOMEONE ELSE’S life and ask her to pay for it twice…meanwhile, there is something scientific yet to be done…where ag at…?

If I can stop one heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
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“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
...
For each ecstatic instant 
We must an anguish pay 
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.
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We never know how high we are
Till we are asked to rise
And then if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies --
...
It sounded as if the Streets were running
And then — the Streets stood still —
Eclipse — was all we could see at the Window
And Awe — was all we could feel.
...
I’ll tell you how the sun rose, -
A ribbon at a time.
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Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.