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Ali Koushan

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United States
United States
A Man Of God, A True Prodigal Son, Former Opiate Addict & Perfectly flawed Photographer Kakinomoto No Hitomaro
January 22, 2020
 

If one allows the soul of every emotion bound within themselves to dictate their every action, misery shall surely be bound to them all their life.

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MLK DAY
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January 19, 2020
 

"The waves became bigger and bigger. She should tell it was time to leave. But something kept here there. Like a weight was attached to her. She couldn't move. She could only watch as the sea became more and more aggressive....

Yet as she slowly gives  into the calm acceptance that her soul is fading into the depths of the element of life, she finds immeasurable peace in the beauty within reflections of light glistening  against the waters skin as she fades into the dark heart of the sea, in order that her song be sung in the depths of the deep echoing into the ears of the watcher's of the Fjords, for they are the keepers of sunken memory of those who dwell alone in the darkness of the deep....

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January 19, 2020
 

Love & pain are identical twins, inseparable, coexisting in fools like myself, chasing nothing but the bliss of an idea and bound by an undying sense of lingering impermanence.

-Ali Koushan

PHOENIX
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January 18, 2020
 

I have spent years trying to fill the void within with everything I now call "strange medicine" to find joy.

God tells us in Ecclesiastes that he has placed eternity in the hearts of all men which is why only human beings wonder what occurs after death.

All my wasted years seeking all that is vanity just as Soloman did which brought him to say "I ended up hating life." Because all the worlds pleasures are all vanity and all purpose in life in centered on a RELATIONSHIP with Christ and not meaningless religious tradition.

There is a reason the Bible is the only faith to teach that salvation is the free gift of God, when every other false world religion teaches you must work or earn your wa...

GOWTHAM GOSALA
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January 17, 2020
 

I often wonder if the leaves, upon the trees of life on each side of the golden streets of Sion will rustle gently by the breeze of the glory of God radiating towards you as you approach his throne...

FEEL IT WRITE IT
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January 17, 2020
 

The only goodness I have in me only exists because Jesus Christ exists within me.

WRITING IS LIFE
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January 17, 2020
 

The air, the winds caress, Every breath I breathe is the same breath that came from God as he knelt and breathed the breath of life into myself and watched with incomprehensible adoration and love beyond all understanding as our eyes opened slowly to look upon his beauty.

Oh God I do love you.

BE YOURSELF
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January 15, 2020
 

Alcohol is a spirit and spirits among alcohol are evil.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 15, 2020
 

Just a hope of a love renewed instills life into a once dead breath.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 14, 2020
 

War is a poor man's pain & a rich man's gain.

-Ali

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 14, 2020
 

Cyrus The Great

He ruled in honor
Compassion his strength
His empire loved him
So grand in length.

Chosen by God
A difficult task
And nothing in return
Did he ask.

At the table he sat
Feast and wine
With the lowest in ranks
He did dine.

Believe what you will
Live and do well
He says to his people
No lies he ever did tell.

In bed and warm he laid
Telling his sons
Be true and brave.

I'm leaving you now
My time has come
Into heaven I go
Remember my words my sons.

(Ali Koushan)

ART OF WRITING
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January 14, 2020
 

The greatest act of love I can give you is to push you far from myself.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 14, 2020
 

Miya's feet in the asian sand

by Ali Koushan   Mar 30, 2012

The winds speak to her
The waves caress her feet
Her hair like the purest black silk
Her skin so soft, and so sweet.

The sky is grey
The sand under her feet
Holds her tight and say's
Please! Don't leave.

Miya my love, you must not go
You must wait, for there is someone
Someone coming, and within him
Is a heart so great.

When he come's unto you
I ask you bring him here
To where we have spoken
This place of love
That has never known fear.

For fear is not me Miya
For I am only sand at your feet, so humble in sincerity
I have spoken to you of love
Surrounded by the sea.

(Ali Koushan)

ART OF WRITING
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January 14, 2020
 

The Poppy's Field

As I walk through gorgeous field's
My finger's caress the subtle poppies
A sensual love sobbing.

My head held low
Crying hopeless tear's
My endless regret,Wasted year's.

Her euphoric kiss
Taste's so sweet
Silk wrapped skin
Emptiness bleeds.

O' what bliss
Sunset sky
Take my bouquet away
Before I die.

WRITE WORDS WISELY
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January 13, 2020
 

Learning to be ok being alone is the secret to learning to cherish the gift loneliness instilled within yourself.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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