Stone walled in the chamber I live - ignoring open windows I heard aeons ago stories of a mirage lessons that got etched in stone I choose rock-hard security over hints of fresh air changing the horizon prisoner of my own mindset I’m afraid of being cheated – once again https://scvincent.com/2019/08/08/thursday-photo-prompt-within-writephoto/
Roller coasters start making sense when the churning inside drives one on newer paths. What matters is taking off at a tangent, but the desire for take-off arises only when the comfort zone is disturbed. The new trajectory may take me to another world, but the desire to return to the previous world has weakened. … Continue reading Thanks to roller-coasters
I am a disappointed parent, unable to see my Harvard-bred smart genes in my child. He is a slow learner, and has been enrolled for several counselling and therapy sessions. His suicide note breaks my heart. The suicide is a well-executed task after gathering a lot of information from the internet. “It took me months … Continue reading Not fared well…
I look for a way out of depression. Moving from grays to colors of hope is a journey. On the way, I meet myriad other colors pulling me in different directions, but am not sure if too much choice is good for mental health. https://only100words.xyz/2019/08/08/three-line-tales-week-184/
A birds's eye view ............. by VJ Knutson
“Are the trees guarding territory, or making an effort to break in?” “I presume none. They cannot read the bad spelling, nor comprehend red alerts.” “Nor can I.” “Cheers, my boy! You’ve developed the right mind-set for this job. Now, let’s explore what lies inside.” I’d passed the inane test, but he did not know … Continue reading Repository of secrets
“If trees talk, I’m sure they also listen.” “Sure, they do! But will they understand your music? You may be disturbing the peace of the forest.” “I don’t think so, going by the swaying of the leaves to my music.” He was playing the instrument again, and I listened spellbound. The gentle rustling of leaves … Continue reading Gone like the wind
spirit of Freya awakening inner eye daisy’s good morning… https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/07/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-august-7th-2019-daisies/
Take a left turn, and you will see a teashop with a red roof. You’ll get a complete roadmap, along with steaming tea. Do stop over. My head was spinning – déjà vu – this sounded too familiar for comfort. I’d been robbed there on my last trip. “Hello, haven’t we met before?” He disappeared. … Continue reading Red Roof
silhouettes of the soul bent, broken, aching footsteps stories so inconsequential in the backdrop of the sky a light within – floating in air on wings of wisdom and love lessons of a lifetime carrying the universe through https://amanpan.com/2019/08/05/brewnspew-cafe-august-5-2019/
