I was sacked from my class, though I am not in school any longer. Met some strangers my age( felt like friends), I’m done with uni by the way. And these people were homeless so I joined them and then two girls of which I already talked about one being an acquaintance came with palm nut soup alongside an accompaniment. She fished out the soup and gave me fish and I drank the soup. After I attended to my business. I am receiving my first order by the way so I went with them
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Drinking palm nut soup, given by an old acquaintance I knew at my former church
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In general:
the fish symbolizes the inspiring and nourishing function of the unconscious and the manifestation of the soul. In imaginations (Imagination) and dreams (Dream), we encounter the fish as a nourishing content of the soul. Fish dreams are therefore positive in that the fish appears as nourishment acquired from the depths, as a deep-souled content, and as an expression of its psychic energy.
Fish and soup lets me think about bread and wine..🎏
the fish symbolizes the inspiring and nourishing function of the unconscious and the manifestation of the soul. In imaginations (Imagination) and dreams (Dream), we encounter the fish as a nourishing content of the soul. Fish dreams are therefore positive in that the fish appears as nourishment acquired from the depths, as a deep-souled content, and as an expression of its psychic energy.
Fish and soup lets me think about bread and wine..🎏
My mistake.
This is not
the age of information.
This is not
the age of information.
Forget the news,
and the radio,
and the blurred screen.
This is the time of loaves
and fishes.
People are hungry,
and one good word is bread
for a thousand.
From The House of Belonging: poems by David Whyte
(Many Rivers Press). Copyright © 1996 by David Whyte.
All rights reserved. Posted with kind permission of the poet.
This is not
the age of information.
This is not
the age of information.
Forget the news,
and the radio,
and the blurred screen.
This is the time of loaves
and fishes.
People are hungry,
and one good word is bread
for a thousand.
From The House of Belonging: poems by David Whyte
(Many Rivers Press). Copyright © 1996 by David Whyte.
All rights reserved. Posted with kind permission of the poet.