Fiery sun flaring in the sky Don’t consume yourself too much For you might die from exhaustion. Each time I move droplets of sweats cascade from my forehead and neck, an unbearable heat has taken over the weather and the breeze and warmth… this summer oppresses. This January’s sun is a pitiless fiery creature, whoseContinue reading “Unbearable Heatwaves🥵”
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I’ll Go With The FlowÂ
The world breaks everyone, and afterward many are strong in the broken places. Ernest Hemingway Rivers overflow during heavy rainfalls, flow gently when the weather is calm, dry up during droughts, and all living creatures need to adapt to the ever-changing moods of an unpredictable nature… we all need to go with the flow, takeContinue reading “I’ll Go With The Flow “
To Be Love-inspiredÂ
Tonight, we’ll escape my love Out of this town Up in the clouds There where our house awaits Since immemorial times For our bodies of love. (excerpt from my upcoming poetry ebook) Rise and shine with an aura of love, say I love you to birds, trees, flowers, to the sky, to the clouds; sayContinue reading “To Be Love-inspired “
Confinement – Day 11
I think that I have recently been able to synchronize with my intuitions; my exercises about listening to these personal information have finally paid off. I have been able to isolate the loud buzzing sounds of information that arise from the collective consciousness, so as to be able to access more easily, and to understandContinue reading “Confinement – Day 11”
Confinement – Day 1
Some of them say that gloomy and destructive feelings breed the most fascinating creative work, but that’s not at all the case for me. When bad news or any other stressful factors pound on my heart and mind, I instantly creep towards my bed, to slip inside a cocoon where I feel safe from anyContinue reading “Confinement – Day 1”
Whimsies – womanly thoughts
In the night, over the ground, I dreamt that I flew over a nest of women who were drunk with happiness and insouciance, who spinned and danced wildly, singing and laughing joyfully, and I, I had a pen and paper in my hand, writing about what I saw during that womanhood festival. And when IContinue reading “Whimsies – womanly thoughts”
Metaphorical And Fanciful
The poetic genre I love When earth shakes, do snakes escape from its mouth? while all roots unroot from the soil? — how can I, the author of this sentence, be surprised by what I’ve written on my own… is it my natural ability to observe from another’s perception that brings me to that conclusion?Continue reading “Metaphorical And Fanciful”
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