Month: December 2023

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I cannot emphasize …

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I cannot emphasize this enough. It’s about being actively and passionately engaged in everything you do. Life is not meant to be a passive spectator sport, but a grand stage where every moment is an opportunity to pour your heart and soul into the unfolding drama. If not passionately and with all that you have to give, why do it at all? Sure, there are moments that may seem mundane, tasks that are less than thrilling, and challenges that test our patience. But even in these moments, there is an opportunity to infuse them with the essence of our being. … Continue reading I cannot emphasize …

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Appreciation

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I am deeply grateful to all who have been by my side, weaving their presence into the fabric of my life. To those who have opened their hearts, offering comfort and understanding, and allowing me to share my innermost thoughts, I extend my sincere appreciation. To those who have weathered the storms of my soul, who have stood steadfast in the face of my shortcomings and struggles, I am humbled by your unwavering support. Your patience has been a beacon of light in the darkest of nights, guiding me through the labyrinth of my own complexities. Even to those who … Continue reading Appreciation

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How do you become a poem?

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To become a poem, you must first shed the weight of the past, burn bridges as you cross them, and find the courage to step into the unknown. Instead of drowning in the depths of regret, you learn to swim, to navigate the currents of life with grace and resilience. With each stroke, you carve your path through the waters of experience, shaping your journey into verses that resonate with the essence of love. You become a symphony of words; a tapestry of emotions woven from the threads of your heart. To become a poem, you must embrace the flames … Continue reading How do you become a poem?

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Happy 2024!

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May every dawn be a sacred moment, a chance to bow in humble gratitude for the abundance that surrounds me. For the shelter that enfolds me, the warmth of family, the vitality of a healthy body, and the flawed beauty of my mind. For the treasures of my talents, and the simple sustenance of a nourishing meal. May I never forget the richness of these blessings and may my heart overflow with thankfulness at the break of each new day. And as the night descends, may I seek out a glimmer of light, a breath of tranquility, and a wellspring … Continue reading Happy 2024!

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I do not know …

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I don’t know much about a lot of things. I don’t understand how governments can betray their own people, how innocent children fall victim to the cruel sting of bullets, how the earth trembles beneath the weight of our actions, and yet we refuse to accept responsibility for the damage we have wrought. I don’t know when it became taboo to share our deepest sorrows and questions, to seek solace in our collective vulnerability. I don’t know. But amidst the chaos and despair, I do know that there is a sacred pulse, a divine rhythm that resonates in the heart … Continue reading I do not know …

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I will love you …

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I will love you until the stars refuse to twinkle, and the moon forgets to rise, until the sun wearies of its endless dance across the sky. I will love you until the very essence of nature rebels against its own design, until the bird spurns its nest, and the worm turns from the apple, until the apple shuns the tree, and the tree forsakes the nest. As time weaves its intricate tapestry, I will love you through the ebb and flow of our days, as we grow older, as we find ourselves drifting apart, and as the world spins … Continue reading I will love you …

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Time, my cordial friend

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Time, that relentless traveler, passes without discrimination, touching the lives of all in its wake. Yet, maturity, that elusive companion, selects its confidants with discerning care. Maturity, a maiden adorned with the marks of time, wears her wrinkles proudly, a testament to the journeys she has undertaken. Her eyes, wearied by the weight of experience, gaze upon the world with a wisdom born of countless seasons. Clad in unassuming attire, she carries herself with a quiet grace, her uncolored clothes a reflection of her understated elegance. Beneath her weathered exterior, beats a heart that refuses to yield to the ceaseless … Continue reading Time, my cordial friend

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Happy New Year Recipe

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In the alchemy of time, take twelve fine, full-grown months and cleanse them of the remnants of old bitterness, rancor, and hate. Let the past dissolve into the ether, leaving these months fresh and pure, untainted by the burdens of yesteryears. With a gentle hand, divide these months into equal portions, each day a new canvas waiting to be painted with the hues of life. Do not rush, for haste can spoil the entire concoction. Instead, prepare each day with care and intention, infusing it with the essential ingredients of faith, patience, courage, and work—without which the flavor of life … Continue reading Happy New Year Recipe

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Imperfect dance of life

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In the imperfect dance of life, I have come to realize that perfection is but a distant dream, and that both I and the world are flawed in our own beautiful ways. I have learned that fairytales are but illusions, and that hurt, pain, and disappointment are inevitable companions in this journey called life. As I navigate through the uncertainties of existence, I find myself grappling with the need to temper my expectations, to release the weight of worry that has settled in my mind after enduring life’s relentless blows. It is a natural instinct to shield ourselves from harm, … Continue reading Imperfect dance of life

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Cocoon …

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In the ocean of my own tears, I found myself drowning countless times, sir. Each wave of sorrow threatened to engulf me, pulling me deeper into the abyss of my own emotions. I rowed ceaselessly against the currents of fate, struggling to find my way amidst the tumultuous tides of life. In the chaos, I lost sight of whether I was rowing against or for, the lines blurred by the relentless ebb and flow of existence. When it was time to leave, I found myself casting the anchor, rooted in a past I couldn’t release. Conversely, when it was time … Continue reading Cocoon …