Tag: writing

Journal Entry # 29*

I am filled with words even when I feel like my mind went blank – I immediately observe. Then think. My technique has a couple holes; still, God knows my heart and soul. Inspired by the little things [it’s where the signs are] and I’m taking it in. Clutching the pure joy it brings; as…

third I*

I’m surfing through different information to be more understanding, to have a broader conversation… I am a neat person, until it’s time to write it down it can get squiggly without the margin and the lines the frequencies that vibes within my brain it causes an outdoor noise, and that at the present moment, it…

simple love*

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…

between time*

prevail with dignity, focus on common wealth, not common enemies; growth should aspire, and I expect the same foundation when I retire. I’ve suffered, even when it wasn’t my battle… I’m packing away my gift, and I’m running away by horse and saddle; I want to prosper in things I never thought I’d be good…

lvl 2000*

when you see, feel or do anything, when is it right? anything, is questionable when you have to question spite. only speaking from experience, thinking everything is cool. then realizing in the end that I was just being used. moving forward is always the solution, but what about my salvation, and revolution?  letting it go is something easier said,…

11/10*

my head is sore, the work I do can sometimes be a repetitive bore. all the foolishness, I try to ignore; people like to play, as if someone’s taking score… there’re people that I do adore. and there’re those that I would take pleasure in beating to the floor…

soar*

mustard seed faith, will follow my namesake; i am powerful with superpowers, and i don’t need a cape! i soar through the sky without wings – I still have the ability to fly, and it’s a blessing. locking my eyes on accomplishments, that’ll be well worth the compliment.

oceanic*

diving into places of the ocean deep; wandering around aquatic floors, that doesn’t need words to speak floating around like an exultant mermaid, making discoveries of a hidden display it reveals an inner peace money can’t buy egotical urges go away, as well as my pride watching many fish pass me by; in the deep…

plaudits*

empowering sunshine to blind dark emotions I’m feeling very blessed and specifically chosen I am dedicated to a path that only can be understood, not explained I stray from boasting, but I do ensure myself, that this isn’t in vain zoning out, because I can I’ve never been the one to curse another to be…