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Main Street Motivation and Information Now |
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Where I'd like to be. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
A waterfall mists my face and the tropical flowers that wreathe my hair. I bathe in a crystal clear lagoon Two dark eyes study me. |
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Where I am. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
The sun scorches my face. My hair hangs drenched by the spit of humidity, and two dark eyes still watch me. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Long ago, some female whined about her cave being cold. Fire was discovered. She grunted about her plain cave walls. Art was created. Her baby cried ... she hummed and soothed it. Music and harmony evolved. No woman should ever be completely satisfied. It isn't hormonal, it's common sense. A milk advertisement once stated "Our cows are NOT contented, they are eager to do better." This is why civilization progressed. As one woman, I can't rid the world of all its problems, but as women, collectively, we can eliminate many, and avoid some future ones as well. |
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