Creativity shut in, bottled in the fear. Growing, flowing, away from reason and confidence. Settle this mind in thoughts of doubt. Rest easy in self satisfaction: or in the knowledge of internal wisdom. Let negativity rub off the layers of soft armored skin, wash in the shimmering freshness that opportunity brings. During a winter of…
Category: Writings
Oh, Traveler!
We are given much time with which to use as we wish. We could become the customized prediction our predecessors groomed. Or break from the traditional and become an oddity or the black sheep. When what we desire is smothered with perceptions put into place by those who state that your nature is not your path. Who can make…
Just a Thought?
Smoking in the daylight. . . Is there anything more obscene? To enjoy a beautiful sun shining day. A cool breeze with the soft scent of autumn entering the air. Occasionally the aroma of burning things, wood and leaves, the smell is intoxicating. Then along a gust of tepid air there is found the hint…
Springtime in Philly
I awoke to a sun shining morning. Time took an hour and replaced it with spring. Through my over-sized, street facing bedroom window, light wakes me from my Sunday mornings dreams. I blink the haze of slumber slowly beyond and become aware of the environment from which I awoke in. The golden teal sky beckons me…
Relations Mis-categorized in Fiction
Confusion muddled with directive intent, malice stubbornness and the furious hatred to happiness. Circumstantial confusion gaping self proclaimed time, dwelling deep fulfilling doubts, uncertain truths. Destruction encompassing light, naked toward clarity. Lost among ignorance…Defeated sings morose, emptiness. Colour tells softness to speak calm. Patience heals time to move. Knowledge shapes wisdom to wait… lost soul…
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