Silence sits on the sideline As the universe passes by Millions of stars crying blue Pleading to a heavy moon And shadows on bended knee Praying to their own deity And when the whispering ends And all the great things say goodbye Silence will stand with back straight And use its very golden voice To…
Like a tree I was pushed By wind By hands By ground And sky Some cuts I caused Many more I didn’t My roots Almost died Environment Unkind But like a tree I bent I swayed I stood And I grew My roots They searched And searched Found water Found nutrition And now I bloom…
Energy flows anxious A metallic madness Inside experience An undetermined groove Not yet known Morphing from dirty To clean again Steps taken full speed A hundred and eighty Into a slow silent breath The good being born The bad its twin Equal liquid gods In your shaky hands To shape and unshape To freeze and…
I climbed so high There were flags I forgot mine So nobody knew Nobody actually cared Why did I climb? All that time All that energy All the effort and life Climbing For nothing but memory And experience And strength And the passing of time Onto the next mountain More climbing I suppose One step…
Sometimes the road parts And there is nothing there for you One takes you up the other down And neither one leads to happy Nothing but trouble and worry So do you stay? Do you stand still? Keep what you have and wait? Or do you head off road… off map Find that happy you…
The flip was switched Or the switch flipped Either way Or some way The deed was done The dirty deed Was done cheap But not cheaply Because we are all Professionals here Pausing at green lights Running through reds Our attention switched Spans too quick Intelligence waning We are all disguised In filters and memes…
Please welcome Christin Nicole Crider to #BeREALationships. Let me preface this by saying this is part of my life has never really been talked about. I put it on a shelf many years ago. I let it sit there, collecting dust over the last 18 years. But for some reason today, I feel the need…
Please welcome Alisa Schindler to #BeReal. It’s taken decades for me to really figure out what it means to be real, not because I was trying not to be, but because I didn’t know how. I spent a long time insecure and concerned with others’ perception of me. I spent a long time uncomfortable with…
My #BeReal guest today is Andrea Johnson Beck The authenticity of a human is rare and exquisite. Near mythical. We live in a society of veiled glimpses and shadow puppetry. Social media allows many to glide between the obscurities of reality and present a life unfamiliar to even them because to be real is to…
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