I have rarely come across discerning mindsets in people being hugely popular. Popularity pre-supposes acceptance and an inclusive, unquestioning bent of mind. People feel uncomfortable in the presence of a discerning person, not sure if they, or the goods/services they offer measure up to expectations. It creates uncertainty and insecurity at a later stage. The … Continue reading Popularity is a different ballgame
After the Moon and Mars, this is the third planet discovered and captured by us." "Do you think you are a reincarnation of Columbus? This is America, the country where we were born and raised." "Look at the landscape around. We separated from the rest of the world with our policies, and then, were annihilated … Continue reading Where Are We?
I hate that astrologer who predicted the cause of my death, on the day of my birth. It will be an unusual, mysterious death, maybe by drowning -- where somebody tries to kill me for an inheritance. I spent a lot of time on beaches, but never learnt swimming. I want money, but am weary … Continue reading Liberty defined
“Pick up any 3 cards to reveal your future.” "I see my future lying in a heap there, as disorganized as your cards are. Each card sends a negative message. I refuse to accept it.” “Some are positive. You need to try.” "I will let them follow me into the future. They will choose me.” … Continue reading Confidence
desensitized participants floating in power corridors enacting scripted dramas chasing fifteen minutes of borrowed glory will smash all rules but hold glass ceilings. PAWNS! Weekly Writing Prompt #147
smart authors explore dimensions of fairy tales invent helpful characters to make a child feel safe in imaginary worlds Ronovan Writes
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Wild is the way wind and the rain sculpt her out of insubstantial to substantial, bringing the flash and rumble of winter storms into the limitless depths of his heart. It is the echo of raptor’s screams as she nears, harrowing storm clouds like mythic Huntsmistresses of old.
No one had ever known wild as he has known wild. Bucking bronco across the rim of the canyon, swimming whitewater, drowning into the depths of dark and deep and mystery vaster than the far reaches of outer space. Smaller than the careless pinprick of his fingertip, dripping blood across fungi laced and lying deep, connecting the world from below, demons fingers in the dark.
thwarted ambitions I bow to the spirit of what I could have been Writephoto
It is not easy being a solo traveller and female. It is not at all easy being in a foreign land, and not knowing the local language. In this outgoing culture, there were many people who expressed interest in knowing more about me, but I instantly withdrew into a shell. Metaphorically, I disappeared, as I … Continue reading Mission accomplished
weaving hope in the fabric of life stretched with conflicts showing embarrassing holes is a challenge. sowing dreams in battered minds the only path (26 words) Weekend Writing Prompt #60
