Real social media…

For the last few years, I have better managed the impact of negative emotions inside me and as expressed by others. When I was younger, I had made a conscious choice where I didn’t like a certain aspect of my character and wanted to change it there and then for the better and I did. And […]

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Burning eyes…

Dear moon… Throughout the day, I feel your eyes burning into my soul when my mind is briefly unoccupied, And when I finally find time to relax at the end of the day, mentally unwind and get into that headspace and that ‘happily remember what it is to be alive’ zone, I look up and feel […]

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Sex bomb…

The wait has been too long. I fantasize about her beauty in her absence, remembering her pale smooth skin glowing with a magnetic charm, her radiant character captivating my heart and soul. Finally she has risen, ever so slowly edging her way up to the orgasmic apex of night, to the platform of splendor she […]

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Hell…

A chill has swept over the dark empty skies, The Milky Way now only visible by its shadow. The moon has sunk to the depths of the underworld, While Orion’s Belt appears to have fastened for good. So where are the stars tonight? I have stolen them to secure them in my heart where they […]

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Look up…

I see the fateful Orion’s Belt among the endless, gigantic tapestry of the heavens stretching infinitely overhead. As with every constellation in our universe, it is always there, twinkling, a pillar of constance and peace compared to our aimless wobble through life. Eternally watchful as we breathe in, breathe out, guiding our spirits from the […]

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Poppies in a minefield…

Long may they blossom, full and resplendent like a blanket of love and hope to smother all dangers, healing pain. We am among them, sowing seeds endlessly like frantic farmers fighting a looming doomsday. And if it does come to pass and all hell breaks loose, shattering dreams, painting the world in icy logic, nothing can […]

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