Passion in attempting to describe experiences when the words fail to exist.
It only felt right for the opening of this page to feature the moment I fell in love with writing. A poem I wrote on my 8th birthday on a long car ride as I sobbed out the windows in the mountain’s majesty.
She simply named it:
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Please tell me what must I beWoman viewed respectfullyAtmosphere where men are heardWords blurred in misogynyEven with name and titleExperience seen idleWords I speak leave them to sowThis ego to them vitalAre we seen as simply thingsBabbling birds that all singsInequal upon their eyesIn our cries injustice rings.
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homefamiliar, peacefulresting, comforting, knowingrefuge, friends, others, earthfeeling, confronting, existingobscure, unperceivedforeignearth,spacious, surroundedprotecting, recycling, changinghome, refuge, elements, skiesmorphing, opposing, expandingendlessness, eternityspaceallmany, infiniteencompassing, encountering, unknowinghome, eternity, discovery, foreignsearching, annihilating, hiding,naught, voidnothing Inspired by a forgotten truth: Everywhere and all things within, has been our home for eternity. In physical body and separation of…
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Fearing unknown suffering every day,Addicted to fabricated feelings,To be comfortable in pain to stay,Life to live in alienated dealings,Later as consolidated healings,Once you see suffering came because you,Overthinking the future with no clue,Believing in a similar outcome,This alone will make your suffering true,Fearing the agony is to succumb. Written on:…
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The trip was as long as this story to be told must be. I have taken many long road trips, but none of them came close to being as extended as the journey I took when I was 7 years old. A ride that lasted for over 2 weeks, and…
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Messages from the universe are like stars in the sky. One star is simply a star, but when you pay attention to all the stars around it — you see constellations form and the picture becomes more clear. A star is a part of a constellation only because we decided…
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To gain everything is to have lostNothing in this world is for freeBalance of the ebb and flowReminds us of the costSo always give loveWe all need itThe flowersPeopleTrees Written on: March 12, 2025
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Collapsing into this world,It’s first absorption of light!Becomes a new singularity,With a center dark as night.Oh heavens, what dense receivers —Where nothing can escape!The grand warping of time,Perceiving everything in shape!What a marvelous kaleidoscope,Sculpting it’s event horizon!Colliding with the universe,In rhythm with all that flies in.Oh heavens, the soul it…
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To Refuse all Difference dies —Unknowingly in plain disguise.Ignorance in pattern known —Denies unwilling that truth be shown.Comfort to believe them only wise.Subconscious preparation of their supplies —Planned and pruned unseen alibis.Spoke in certain, untamed tone —To Refuse all Difference.Can those who never apologize, truly hear a person’s cries?Playing by…
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I don’t think I use bandaids enough — Got burnout in childhood, tryin’ to be tough. Pulling the plastic off that shiny new thing is too satisfying — Yet we survive in a world that we’re afraid of dying. Supposed to be living. Supposed to be giving. When if all…
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The universe wants you to ask it questions —The majority is followed while we wish on our luck with the illusion it keeps us safe.We cover ourselves in blind blanket notions —The electrons stay stuck and the kismet starts to chafe.We blame it on our fate when nothing can move…
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Pondering branches — all restingGrounded as a limb,Remains grounded as seemingly separated twigs of a tree.Experience pain we perceive as testing.Broken pieces laying upon the soil refusing themselves a victim —Communicating neither should we.Notice the universe and its jesting.Intuition often mistranslated as coincidence and whim —Whimsically reminding of our connectivity.It…
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While I don’t believe in anything occurring randomly, and quite impossible to fathom what could be qualified as “best” when everything I see has its own unique meaning and purpose — this prompt reminded me of an afternoon with my sister fetching some coffee. I grew up in a strictly…
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As the raging wind hits my face, I cry —Among these mountains, I find perfect peace.It’s as if I’m soaring, riding the sky —A moment captured, and will never cease.Each sunset slowly falls, the snow along —These frozen tears drop lightly to the ground.As you venture through, you can hear…
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Stark cold — numbs hands, frozen tentChills that prompt — we are alive, never alone.Mark on rock — none of them die to perceived extentHills of moss freezing — made friends with sandstone.Thoughts you conceive as your fingers feel like a ghost in a glove,Attempting to overtake a moment that…
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