Monthly Archives: May 2015

old page

I was just going through some old journals and, much to my delight, found this heartwarming page. I think it is worth sharing– maybe it will even put a little warmth in your heart when you need it. It reads: … Continue reading

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a brief explanation about justice and the role of the writer

Taking a powerful idea and then lazily surrounding it with uninspired strings of words and half-assed, watered-down paragraphs is like putting a nice, expensive chair in an abandoned house. How many people are going to look past the termite-infested frame … Continue reading

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[JUST] A SEED

What is the purpose of life, as far as I can tell? To pick up my cross, leave the rest behind, and follow Him. This summer, which has only just begun, looks like it will be a trade-off of time … Continue reading

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Write through another’s mind (in your dreams)

Is it really possible to write from a point of view that is not your own, to adopt the outlook and the handwriting of another? To analyze and clone, molecule for molecule, the meaning of their written word? Because a … Continue reading

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How to be a waitress (saleswoman) when *%&W#(%)^#@$^)*%#($&!@$)*

The semester is over. yay. Can’t sense my excitement? That would be because I’m not really feeling it. It was a phenomenal accomplishment for me to get through this past semester without any mental health breakdowns or visits to the … Continue reading

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Nomad

Nomad. Walking the city streets barefoot. With layers upon layers of calluses covering her feet, who knows how old she is. And with skin so sun-kissed and folded in different directions, who knows how old she is. She walks about … Continue reading

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Breathing, releasing, floating down the drain

Last night was difficult for me. I felt upset, hurt, angry, used, and mistreated. Upset drained my lungs and poured out of my eyes, my nose, my mouth. Saltwater, saliva, liquid gushing out of the emotional sores in my soul. … Continue reading

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