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
No one knew where they came from, and no one really bothered to ask. They weren’t the kind of person you’d notice right away. Their clothes were simple, their step unhurried, and they never raised their voice. They had a way of blending into the background, watching the world go by like a quiet observer, … Continue reading All They Needed Was to Live in a World of Peace
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
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
Ack and Can I have tolerance,Nak just doesn't make sense.When my music is demonic,Maybe phonic,I sense something like mnemonic.Zero packet intolerance,Nak lacks moral intents,Why batch your zero packs,In rucksacks,Why it's right to ignore Naks.Are words so loaded,May as well be ghosted,Are words so bad,They make me sadThen make me mad?Explode all their futures,For your penny … Continue reading Ack’n’Can
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