These days? It’s the hush around small betrayals. The way people look away when someone’s benefits are cut for being a day late with a form. The silent shrug when a neighbour’s flat is boarded up because they couldn’t pay rent.What bothers me is how normal it’s all become.How the supermarket at 10 p.m. is full … Continue reading What Bothers Me and Why
What are you most excited about for the future? Honestly, it’s the possibility that we might get better at admitting how little we know about taking care of each other. I’ve spent years fumbling with that. I know how easy it is to hurt people without meaning to, or to hide when I’m the one … Continue reading The Kind of Future I’m Hoping For
What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony? I could let go of the need to be understood, the clutching at exact words that prove I meant well.I could loosen my grip on the old injury that says the world will hurt me if I speak wrong.I could let go of the … Continue reading Stones at the river’s edge
A cool strip of light slides across my arm, searching for the hidden path of a vein. I feel the gentle press of the needle, then only a soft pull, as if the earth itself has drawn back. In that quiet pause, I remember her last breath: the pale room where hope once lingered, machines … Continue reading Rainfall in the Quiet Hours
How have your political views changed over time? I've abandoned the naive hope that leaders might be wise, rather than wealthy fools stumbling through decisions with pockets deeper than their thoughts. We’ve been told the same story for generations: the rich rule, and the rest serve. It’s presented as if it’s an unchangeable truth, woven … Continue reading A Story We Tell Ourselves
There was someone I knew once, a long time ago. They were not born to the world as many are, at ease with the currents of society, but they learned to flow with it out of love. Love, you see, is a powerful teacher. It can make us tender and adaptable, as it did for … Continue reading Love, Loss, and Letting Go: The Painful Beauty of Impermanence
Harmony flows where selflessness leads. A bird breaks away, danger follows its shadow— the flock soars freely. Strength is the still stream, yielding, yet shaping the stone, peace in letting go.
There’s a certain peace in simply letting go—like slipping from the clutches of an off-key melody forced upon us by self-anointed conductors. Their insistent beat fades, the dust they stirred settling at last.Politicians are deft in their craft, skilled at luring us to pour out what’s ours—our time, our breath, our guarded trust. They arrive … Continue reading Art of Turning
Thinking back through my lifeUnbearable experiences arise.Their memories jaded,Truth lost to the ages.No way to clarifyWhat I saw with my eyes,Only truth that remainsIs that I'm depressed again.Thinking to the end of my lifeUnbearable compassion must arise.Tomorrow's life is unlikelyTo awake alive but never lively.To my futureI will tutorReminders of the past.Keep rememberingThe sufferingOld age … Continue reading Unbearable
Sirens going off in my head, compassion is in it's sickbed?"Why destroy the economy for people who would die anyway"Boris Johnson witnessed to have said, he really didn't care if your kin ended up dead."Eat out to help out" said Chancellor Dr Death, Sunak's concentrated on defraud and theft.Prime Minister Sunlit up lands in shit, … Continue reading Spell it in hearts on the wall
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