four days I’ve been in this room; feeling bored, content, and blue… with acquisitions that even when I am alone, I am not lonely; I’m ok with knowing everyone can’t afford me…
my body scares me sometimes, when I’m unwell it doesn’t always show the signs; I thank God that when it comes to taking care of me, I don’t hold onto deficiencies, nor take on an attitude of pride…
the way I feel right now, doesn’t have the words to be found, I am blessed in so many ways, and we’re still in my early days…
Duende – the mysterious power of art to deeply move a person; heightened sense of passion.
Meriam – Webster
feeling everything is coming together; the story seem to be weathered.. I’m excited and humble, because I finally had plan that didn’t fold nor fumble…
emancipating my worries has taught me how to release and not bury – for healing, you should never feel you have to be in a hurry…
time can be free if you use it wisely – I’ve made that mistake, but I also take responsibility, without any pride in me…
the world and I have a peculiar kinship with explicit boundaries [determining its ambience, even that varies] – I like to think that I transition similar to binaries…
my creativity doesn’t make sense until it’s employed to a circumstance that can seem [to me] immense; analyzing mistakes made by self infliction, can make the finish line appear farther down the road…
basically all I’m saying is I cannot complain if I am a willing to devote.
true love is when mother-nature wraps her arms around you, and to me, I see it as a profound move; I’m seeking things of a different attitude, and honestly, it gives me a better attitude… these things I say is true, it’s a challenge I’m not willing to lose…
wonders of wanderlust, the taste of life right now is robust; jumping the broom, crossing over leaving my old shell in another room – burning it down, smelling the unscented fume, this feeling can’t be refused…
sheltering my special view, to look toward a better perspective that will infinitely continue; discovering new techniques, whilst seeking out the things that make me unique. creating a whole new physique –
introducing the old structure, with a new silhouette of growth to meet… savoring the, “hand me down” wisdom – abiding the, “been there, done that[s]”, so that I can build a better kingdom…
from my point of view I am thankful for the opportunities I chose not to turn away, subsequently, I am person that side with grace; being an emphatic person I subject myself to being happy with what the day allowed, it can tire my physical body, but my spiritual mind is with me, to help guide and sort through the feelings I may face.
there are times where I question if a shooting star is something magical, or if it’s a dark meaning that shows an angel falling from the heavens, not to be radical but, there’re duties to be done; searching for those kind of answers can send your mind on more of a spring shower, and with clear skies, before you’d endure a brainstorm – there are steps to this, and I am only on the first one.
early this morning I felt a need to just gaze into a blank space, and all I seemed to experience, was peace; the time elapsed was only three seconds, though, it feel like it all lasted for hours to me; the perception felt amazing, it helped me focus on the good things; fading away from the dwellings of the worst – on an expedition toward putting my happiness first…
decoding my conceptions, without necessarily forcing it; problems can be brought upon us due to simply making the wrong choice; life in my realization, is a form of roulette – where everyone has a voice, and too much of anything can produce a lot unnecessary noise…
I’m doing my best to be thorough, without throwing a fit, and at the moment I am pleased; I choose to abstain the corruption of someone else’s mind, simply because it isn’t my disease…
I don’t mean to sound cryptic, but I am being as veracious as I can to explain how quick innocence can be revoked; I just been through plenty, and to see other’s prosper because of it, hurts to core – because it shows that reciprocity was a cloak…
there’s a burst of indescribable feelings that resonate when I hear this tone; not saying I need it to be identical, but it’s that type of love that makes me want to be alone…
reflecting on indisputable sacrifices, is what often bring me to tears; knowing that the time spent, was barely three-hundred and sixty-five days, when we could’ve been going on two years…
make me feel appreciated; endure the day to day of mood swings that can make me most agitated – stay with me, be there for me; don’t margin with false claims, but instead be enlightened with honesty…
in the here and now find me attractive in ways that can’t be dismissed, ensure my security in the affection you express; withdraw from any intention for your love to stand down, nor digress…
conceal our bond with the covenant of the Lord to strengthen our unity; saying yes only when God allows such purity…
we have three faces they say; the one we show to the world, the one we should to our family, and the one we see, ourselves at the end of day. exploring the nature of merging all three; I’ve become infatuated with the idea. to be a complete and whole being; as one person without fear.
having absolute control on what you want people to see; how would that affect the world’s decree? by using false prophecies to mute when you speak; in other words, blasphemy!
life usually gets rough in the middle of your days – hence, mid-life crisis’ is what it was called yesterday. with dirt and gravel, produces foundation for new comings. whether it’s a new way of living or drastic shift in your shortcomings…
My daydreams often involve lights and tunnels toward my future; on a short journey to get closer to what’s peculiar.. In my happy place with rainbows and unicorns; hearing beautiful music played by beautiful horns…
I am imagining my success in whatever makes me complete; you may think this is weird, but this is how I see. Daydreaming is like a visual manifestation of what will be my reality!
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