I started journaling many years ago. It’s just something I’ve always done. The only thing was this; no one ever taught me HOW to journal.Continue reading “Be the change you want to see”
“𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖; 𝕀 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤.”Continue reading “We are creators”
Life is a mismanaged cycle of highs and lows, a cyclone of emotions wasted on circumstances and people, both fickle and as uncertain as the winds.Continue reading “Cyclones and suicide notes”
In the end, life is like a sonnet
Full of rythme and rhyme
Juxtapositions of silent sounds and screaming dumb men
Speaking mute words to deaf ears as blind men paint pictures of a future they see
While illiterate scholars read prophecies of greatness and success to the poor as the rich laugh on in their depression
Because, although money cannot buy happiness, it can buy the things that bring it.
Life is like poetry, structured or free flowing, expressive or spiritual, it too comes to an end and is afterwards summarised for readers who can relate
Or for critics to pick out your mistakes.
Love is patient. If you love the person then you will wait… but that depends on what you’re waiting for.Continue reading ““Is it okay to wait for a person who is not sure if he/she loves you?””
Well, the answer to that is simple… but you might not like it.Continue reading ““Does anyone else feel like they don’t want to live in such an awful, painful world? I love life but how can I be a part of annoying people?””