Gladius Poeticus

A poetic short sword, to freely cut, chop or stab in hand-to-hand combat with my rats. (©, copyright, auteursrecht).

1. Sandee 4.6.14 / 5pm

   I was thinking the other day that I should make this my purpose. Just being as compassionate and understanding as I possibly can be. It would take self-examination on my part — deep examination and honest searching. Not to force love on people, but organically, and of course then when there is the opportunity to be physically helpful or to display love I would do it. I gathered that this would be the only real thing that would make life worth while. All that other stuff doesn’t last and can give you a false impression of yourself. I’m glad you reminded me. Thanks for the great poem GP!

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   1. gladiuspoeticus 4.6.14 / 5pm

      Thank you for making me happy, Sandee! You got it. 🙂

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2. Nishita13 4.6.14 / 6pm

   Dit is op Walkingtomydreams13 herblogd.

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3. Nishita13 4.6.14 / 6pm

   Love is strong, Love’s power can heal the most impossible scars. Beautiful

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   1. gladiuspoeticus 4.6.14 / 6pm

      That’s true. Thank you! 🙂

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      1. Nishita13 4.7.14 / 12pm

         🙂 🙂

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