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How would you describe life? Life to me is the act of loving one's existence, being one with one's feelings, emotions, body and soul. Life is making a conscious choice to carry on despite the hurdles that lay ahead. It's being okay with the idea that you may not be okay but still strive to… Continue reading Description

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Live; love life

Love: Eros, Storge, Philia, Agape The foundation of all created things, if you believe in a creator, then the reflection of The Almighty. Everything, all things are intertwined, moving at the tempo of the other: Heart and lungs, sun and moon, flowers and bugs, even your phone and it's battery, car engine with it's wheels & fuel. Refusing… Continue reading Live; love life

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Limbo

Hanging in the balance, seeking an emotion any besides sorrow, Hanging in a limbo, recalling memories that shouldn't have been, Hanging by a thin thread, hope pain love bliss, hanged to the ceiling lifeless, Somethings come easy, a smile a grin, a mere facial muscle spasm, Other things arrive with T's & C's, racing mind… Continue reading Limbo

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Will you remember me?

We live in a world that pushes us to believe that like the big bang, our existence is accidental -A mere collision of atoms and celestial bodies that miraculously resulted in the making of Man. So how then do you expect us to give meaning to something that was the simple result of chance?We all… Continue reading Will you remember me?

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Vie

What does it mean to live? How can we know if we are living or just alive? Questions that often cross my mind: the meaning behind one's existence. Is the act of breathing enough? Do I have to have a reason & motivation behind my actions? Questions that puzzle my mind: will we ever reach… Continue reading Vie

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YAH

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, do not lean your own understanding Proverbs 3:5 ESV The mind seeks to comprehend the mysteries of this world, The heart, to find comfort, a pillar of strength to rest on. I have heard about You all my life, from my mother's womb, supplications of protection and… Continue reading YAH

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Selah~ with Angela King

I lay supineIn a moment of introspectionI was retrospecting,Deciphering previous choices,Looking back at highs and lows,Distinguishing woes from foes,Tracking back the steps,Seeking my genesis,Asking the existential question, why am I here? SelahI rummage without pauseIn the deep deluge of thoughtsMy hands, nails dirtyIs my quest without cause?What questions ask I,breathe life into fruit?As I delve… Continue reading Selah~ with Angela King

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Grown up kid (true story)

I was so used to her dancing to the songs I loudly played in our car rides, that's when a tide of emotions would wash away her sadness, but this time she was unable to hide the torment in her mind... So I lowered the volume and looked at her; "put your seatbelt on", I… Continue reading Grown up kid (true story)

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Triggered

Tempted to say don't do that, yet knowing the intent was pure holds me back, Tempted to say I'm not okay, yet the love to keep one happy and sane disables me from speaking out. Often carefully selecting my choice of words to give a voice to my troubled mind, I remain silent. ... Everything… Continue reading Triggered

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Truth – Seeking

How do we draw the line between reality, truth, and fiction? This year, I've been spending a decent amount of time trying to understand the world and the essence of life. What drives me in the interest in understanding why the human race does what it does, with that, I've realized that truth seeking is… Continue reading Truth – Seeking