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Fine Five
Five doses to happiness A mind at peace – Morning breaks in stillness, unclouded by thought, where silence breathes and the soul feels light. A cup of clarity – Dark liquid in hand, steam rising like a spell—bitterness and comfort… Continue reading
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✧𝓔𝓜𝓞𝓥𝓔𝓡𝓔✧
❁Chronicles❁ ❁of❁ ❁the❁ ❁Heart❁ Preface I am creating this series to share my insights and reflections on the importance of maintaining emotional and spiritual well-being. I would like to share the idea of its background. Let me start by talking… Continue reading
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Green Sleeve
A Story of Retrieval Have you ever lost something only to rediscover it later, in an unexpected place? I just did—but not in the way you’d think. It was Thursday afternoon, and after the students finished their assessments, I began… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 6
The Mystery of the Heart His silence stirs the Phoenix’s flame,dry skin, bright diamonds, dulling the same,boredom lingers where fire should burn,ignoring the details, he’ll never learn. He seeks to be opened, like pages to read,but the cover stays closed,… Continue reading
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Deadpan
Dry humor is beautiful I am not a fan of slapstick or broad humor in a physical social context. In contrast, I like stand-up comedies and comedy movies. Within a social context, I perceive people as non-sensible if they keep… Continue reading
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Reflecting on Leadership Ideals and Reality
Perspective on Leadership Styles and Ideals A few years ago, and even until recently, I was really struggling to accept the leadership situation in an area I’m involved in. I was frustrated with the micromanaging, always craving more transparency, and… Continue reading
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I’m a fish
What tattoo do you want and where would you put it? Coping Mechanism I had this tattoo when I was suffering from depression caused by a heavy grievance. I got this as a reminder that I don’t identify myself for… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- canto 5
The Coldness of a Man’s Heart Gazing afar, the phoenix does sigh,Recalling the cuckoo’s mournful cry.Once deceived by the coldest prey,The cuckoo weeps for man’s cold display. A man once sought a warm embrace,From a woman he yearned to trace.But… Continue reading
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Train by Night
You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike? Help unexpected The sound of the railsNarrates old tales,Exciting, igniting, adventurous,All the things joyous, so wondrous.But those are not the reasons,I choose to travel by train. One evening,… Continue reading
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Humble Cuckoo
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why? Zoomorphism In my previous narrative poem, I have been detailing my laments just like that of a cuckoo. “A Cuckoo Found Home” is a narrative of how a homeless bird was… Continue reading
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