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The Faded Glory! (An excerpt from Grace Has Found War)
Chapter Ten The Faded Glory (The Clock is Just an Illusion) I sat down in remembrance of the mistakes I have made, learned from, and grown from. I have always known that someday, somehow, a day would come…
DISTRACTIONS OF BECOMING!
For a long time, I have been distracted by many things. Life has become the light and the darkness in many shadows. It’s destructive not to see distractions as a path to our growing spirit. Days and nights have become…
Life of Many Stories
If she ever loses her life, she has died many times before this one. She is not free, boiled like hot water every day heated of exhaustion The gods do not love her, but the world must bow to her…
The Missing Piece
I have been in solitude for a long time, trying to find a burning flame that would make me squander time pondering. Here I am, sinking in a drought of thoughts about his meditation sounds. His earthly nature, yet I…
How Can We Overcome Disloyal People?
1) Honesty Honesty plays a prominent role in ourselves and the people around us. The most crucial element that destroys us; sincerely knowing we are hurting our loved ones. What is honesty? It’s a truthful factor that defines who we…
Until When
It is precisely 1 minute until midnight. It has been a long time since I’ve blogged, but today I wanted to ease my fears into writing. I am angry, mad, and sad at myself for something I never prayed for…
“Quench”
There have been nights I have been lazy. Seconds, minutes, hours, and times, I didn’t want to do anything because I was either lazy or remembering the nights I spent with my twin flame, praying to the Universe for the…
“A Day Forgotten to Remember”
Midday sun has gotten very tiring, hungry as a lion from a long flight. The streets and buses are congested with massive and heavy construction workers hammering the roads with concrete and mud all over the city. The market places…
A Dedication to My Brother’s Wife (Ada Lawson)
I see her, and I see a strong, dedicated woman with a willing spirit A woman, indeed to listen and adhere to her secrets of growth, nurture, and beauty When I met her, I felt a sisterly love; one I…
“The Beauty of Africa”
In my heart, I had this desire to make a change, possibly not to rule the world but to invent the creativity to impact the world through writing. It hadn’t occurred to me at that moment that having a smile…
“A Letter To My Younger Self”
Growing up as a child, I would wake up to an environment full of hopelessness; I am not too fond of that word because it never worked for me. In aggravation, I wanted better. I wanted to be better. I…
“It’s the Love For Her”
Feeling crazy Feeling touched Like the breeze of the cold, I feel his warmth yet freezing. His hands feel dead, like the shadows of the dark. His legs between her legs His caresses she feels numb His kisses alive yet…
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