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Moon reflections
Rocks
There are tiny rocks in my path every day, which I toss around to create new patterns. Today is different. An unknown mysterious force has placed a massive rock there. My dog expends energy in sniffing around it, gives me a very positive look. I warn him against trying to move it. I’ve experienced blocks … Continue reading Rocks
Silence
https://open.spotify.com/episode/2UkJGSLPM9XqfyYdTlmPQX?si=QDPXAUZURHSmnxRAC7WKAg&dl_branch=1 Streets are silent. Sounds inside her get unbearable. It takes a lot of strength to pretend everything is fine, when it’s not. She feels the ground beneath and thanks the skies - she is still standing on her own two feet. She just needs courage to walk out and run - breathing in the … Continue reading Silence
There’s every colour
colours floating on canvas a flow gone berserk -no rules -no direction they change with every new contact they make The only unique factor is Me watching a palm that holds life like an outsider who knows inner strife I draw lines through the flow to separate zones tear through the fabric which looks like … Continue reading There’s every colour
Shadow Work
She is happy being alone. She is busy with shadow work. Facing her hidden triggers, her demons every day, and not blaming them for being bad….. They are real. They are her. She brings them out in the open without waiting for a trigger. It’s her life. It’s her portmanteau. Two sides struggling to unite … Continue reading Shadow Work
Author’s Chair
https://open.spotify.com/episode/5FY28MD9JouJYqvBrV5juq?si=IfeZAudETB-0FWzLhbjvKg&dl_branch=1 It’s a kind of pilgrimage for her. They say the author’s soul still resides on that old leather chair, and blesses writers who dare to sit on it. The agent charges a whopping sum for taking people there, and allows no refunds. A piece of eternity is on her palms, as she touches the … Continue reading Author’s Chair
Let go
She walks alone in peace, tarries shedding the burden she carries hunting freshness, looking wearied I saw dropped skins she 'd outgrown No imposed guilt, sins to atone moving steady on paths unknown Raw forces behind her rallied Her feet heavy with commitments yet tracing paths of wonderment she creates art, does not lament lack … Continue reading Let go
Godliness
we connectonly with thoughts thatresonate-world's secretslie in what we leaveuntouched and unattended those secretscalled me back today-connectorsto unknownlevels of beingI'm close to being God now https://amanpan.com/2021/09/23/eugis-weekly-prompt-connector-sept-23-2021/
Plots
https://open.spotify.com/episode/4p2hs5ExnNhGH8Cp7OlNlp?si=D2Cp5Ub5RSK3-hzXsQ1i_Q&dl_branch=1 “I thought the plan was foolproof, least of all did I expect my assistant to catch me,” he’s not as perturbed by the prison sentence, as with the idea of being caught by a junior. “It was just a single thought …if it’s you, there has to be a method to the madness.” “You … Continue reading Plots
Fear
Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com their fearwill give you allyou wish; you just need toturn them into pliable doughand build... https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/09/23/tale-weaver-23-09-21-fear/
