life
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Dear My Old Self
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Monologue Have you found your purpose? Did you live by the mission of your life? Have you laughed enough?Have you made enough friends?Did all your hard work pay off?Did money make you happy?Did… Continue reading
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What do you attract?
Impression and aura I was listening to a preacher sharing a sermon related to demeanor and character. In one of his lines he said, “Premature trust attracts betrayal”. That line hit me. It was one of the most complicated things… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 5
The Man of Diamonds and his Realm As the phoenix watches from afar,the man of diamonds on the island of stars.luminous, refractive, shining bright,reflective, transparent, casting light.lights meet in facets, a dazzling array,diffusing beams in every way.creating rainbows without a… Continue reading
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Crafting and Unseen Value
Token from scraps When I was young, wedding souvenirs were typically made from handcrafted materials such as woven items, beads, wood, pine needles, and discarded calaverite ores. I challenged myself to create my own souvenirs using only hot glue, wooden… Continue reading
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Incongruity of events
Facing the Biggest Personal Challenge in the Next Six Months I thought the biggest challenge I will face in the near future is thriving in the air pollution as the IQAir charts show that the air is becoming unhealthy. What’s… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 4
Disillusionment The phoenix gazes at a man of diamond,tough, proud and his wisdom fully grown,with elegance and brilliance, he stands tall,a figure that commands respect from all. But beneath that tough, unyielding face,a hidden deceit, a hollow space,the phoenix, fooled… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 3
The Phoenix has spoken I am forged in the fiery blaze,A cuckoo’s cry in sorrow’s haze.With every breath, I rise and soar,My wings ignite, the woodland will roar.Through searing heat, I will take flight,And scorch this land with endless might.If… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 2
Where the Phoenix shall rise The eagle mourned through months of loss,the cuckoo lynched, a cruel emboss,ruthless avifauna’s made him bled,in his old nest, now stained with blood. Blood and feathers marked the ground,the remnants of a murder profound,until summer’s… Continue reading
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Zerayn D.
If there were a biography about you, what would the title be? The dreamer in the village of miners I have revisited my childhood in my chronicles I called “My Phantasmagoric Visions”. It tells so much of who I am… Continue reading
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Women’s Volleyball
The Modern Mintonette “Mine, mine, mine!” the ladies shouted as they play. An interjection telling it’s their turn to volley the ball in the air, in projectile motion. I have tried playing this sport, but never really mastered the skill.… Continue reading
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