scalding words intended to diminish end up as seeds for a heightened sense of individuality I look down on the ashes of a bond that once defined my boundaries of living I burn but just enough to induce belief in myths of the Phoenix (44 words)
Moonlight smells of insomnia and dreams. I hear the sound of late night revellers and graveyard-shifters. I think about the crimes being committed somewhere. I feel the chill in the air as the street dog curls up in her sleep. I sip a few more drops of alcoholic imagination. I see my blank screen, as … Continue reading Smell of Moonlight
Intense!
How often I wish to chop you up,
smudge you down,
wrap you in a paper towel,
and smoke you like weed.
Do this once, then repeat.
I know the ways one rejoices pain.
Extract pleasure out of misery, entertain in ways inhumane.
No, I don’t need cocaine.
I’m already high.
I’m always high.
High enough for you to contain.
Why?
‘Cause I’m made of stardust.
I am born to do epic cosmic shit.
I’m a parade of indefinite meteor shower,
And that’s just not it.
I’m hollower than black-holes.
Mightier than solar flux.
I’m hard to comprehend.
Harder to omit.
Swinging in a level way beyond ordinary,
I’m a celestial mess, vomited amid stars,
trying to draw sense out of it.
And how I wish I could slit all your miseries.
Wrap you in a paper towel,
And smoke you like weed.
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How often I wish to pry…
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“The unicorn is a myth.” “All myths originate from someone’s thoughts, when a need is felt for it.” “Desperation to believe?” “Yes. The story goes that only a virgin could capture it. Virgins denote power of purity. That makes the unicorn a symbol of truth.” “There are no absolute truths either.” “I agree. But it … Continue reading No absolute truths
Here's a piece of prose poetry, or poetic prose .... My core belief is that there are no core beliefs. Everything is susceptible to change. I craved for understanding and acceptance, and believed that it will emerge miraculously from somewhere, but it never did. I believed that sadness will disappear at the other end of … Continue reading Core beliefs
A challenging prompt ….
For this challenge I want you to examine one of your core beliefs. Some possible examples “Man is basically good.” “No one will ever love me.” “We grow through adversity.” “Everything I do is pointless I am just going to fail anyways. ” It is better to be kind than right.” You can illustrate this belief in a poem or story or you can tackle it in a psychological/spiritual discussion. If you choose to go the discussion route please include how this belief has benefitted or hindered you. If it hinders you consider a healthy/alternative perspective. Do you know where this belief originated?
