Nick Drake, The Road

Gently plucking strings, his mind goes where none have been.

There must be something on this road for me to see, it's my time.

What road will see me through? The one that jitters and shakes? The thought half wrought?

You take your road and I'll take mine, and my road will see me through.

Without you.
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Purposes of The Corporation revised

The "Purposes" of a not-for-profit corporation, in our case, The Sweetwater Creative Collective, is a legal statement of the way in which The Collective intends to fulfill its Mission. Our Mission is to help people share their abundance in order to ease suffering. None can deny that we exist within a latticework of suffering; homelessness, addiction and poverty surround us, we're experiencing a suicide and mental health pandemic. The suffering touches everyone in some way, this begs the question, how does one go about easing suffering? Before we're able to address any of these issues individually, we must first ask ourselves, what's the root cause of so much suffering? In a word, dysfunction. The level of suffering is increasing, dysfunctional families have become the norm, the mental health pandemic is fueling ubiquitous self-medication in all stratum of our socioeconomic paradigm. Dysfunction begets dysfunction, how do we fight an onslaught which comes from with...

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It is the truth I'd hate to admit The last thing to say the truth in the way No reason or excuse to make The foundatiotins I need ro shake Too many years of pathetic whine The days gone by are not coming back Days to come will be the same If changes remain a crying game

Goodnight Sleep fitful with desires Unkept dreams burning tongues of fire Let loose subconscious image To fly the night spirit raid and damage Turbulent emotions loosed on willing psyche Afraid to summon though day’s peril unlikely Yet still suppressed to night relegated Truth maybe de-lighted

Mystic flux

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