Struggled much faltered more the pinnacle beckons while hecklers hurtle those dispersions that assail the confines of my mind standing redeemed in the fermenting faith that is your grace acting as a guide as I beseech. Just give me some time so your grace can refine. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved
Author Archives: Shun P. Writes
Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that:
"People need to get off of their rump and do something".
All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.
Accepting the upgrade
“…. by the winds …”
What hides beneath
Under the guise of spurious smiles – animosity thrives. Hollow gestures flower running counter to true nature. As words likened to pebbles impinge like boulders shoulders weary from burdens foisted by others as the illusion dissipates. The piracy of adoration ensues leaving egos not bruised but shattered. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved
As doom beckons – A soliloquy
Narcissism is a spirit that thrives, especially when it has a robust diet of vulnerability on which to feed. Oblivious. Engrossed with self while said addiction erodes the tenuous foundation on which we stand. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved
Dear Momma – Happy Mother’s Day
Momma, The loftiest weight that I’ve born is to be worthy of the mantle. Of being your son. As I stand humbly, cloaked in the realization that I am you. Knowing that I am truly unworthy of what you have given me. Life – this air I breath. And if I fail as a writerContinue reading “Dear Momma – Happy Mother’s Day”
While running from myself…
Originally posted on Shun P.'s interactions with Mother Nature:
My walk – this journey. Has been perilous at times, had I known that danger lurked at every turn perhaps I would have been inclined to conduct myself differently. Sulfur Bank trail in Hawaii. I’ve learned that life is consistently inconsistent. ? And until I realized…
How to be – An epiphany
Don’t stand by the wayside – watching from afar. Ugly is merely the opposite of beauty, as ugly is the absence of grace. When we are enveloped by it, often we stand awestruck, dumbfounded while indignation rises in our chest. Hatred, invective, ignorance and intolerance has a resiliency that grants it a sort of immortality.Continue reading “How to be – An epiphany”
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