Sad how many of us lie to each other. Even “little white lies” dim the truth and the light of our souls. A thought I plan on taking to heart:
One cannot love who and what they do not know, they can only be infatuated at best. Without honestly and truth, you will never be able to know anything or anyone. Including yourself.
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It is after midnight again, and I have died a little inside once more.
The end of yet another day, whence I was nothing to no one.
No. Not so, I was an annoyance, a pest, a walking reminder of mistakes and regrets.
Of a cost thought too high to pay, after the purchase. An expense if you will.
I hear of my cost, though I must wonder at my value.
Do I even have a value at all?
Or am I merely an expense that has for some reason not yet been written off the books?
Realized how long it has been since I have had time to sit down and actually write something. Not my best work, but it still felt good just writing again. Their Glory We hide our pain behind half-hearted smiles, The … Continue reading
It is good to be inspired, especially by the truth.
“One who claims to know everything, understands nothing.”
See end of poem for inspiration. For all those who have to deal with life too, I hear you, my friend, I hear you. Happy Reading and Writing!
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Cold
Frigid
Freezing
Chilling
Icy
Numb
Biting
Raw
Piercing
Shivering
Wintry
Stinging
Good Morning Six a.m.
Not sure what hole in my subconscious this poked its little head out from or why, but here it is. It is good to be writing again! Enjoy!
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Beyond all hope of sight and sound
Reaching for help all around
We stand by and watch it burn
Hoping someone will help us overturn
We do not see, there is no one to save us all
For us, no one willing to stop the fall
We huddle close in our fear
Dreaming of what we thought was dear
Never seeing the truth reflecting before our eyes
That it is upon ourselves that our fate lies
Today’s quote comes from an inspired author and philosopher. I cannot speak for any save myself on the matter, but once again as I look upon this quote I cannot help but acknowledge the truth of it.
“. . . a woman must have money and a room of her own if she is going to write. . . “
- A Room Of One’s Own, Virginia Woolf
