An epiphany is tantamount to the sweetest melody. When that chord vibrates, it has the propensity to shake the very foundation of what we consider sacred. Ourselves. I’ve realized that I must have the wherewithal to let the demolition ensue so that I can build anew. The fear of losing who I am, who IContinue reading “Let the wrecking ball swing – An epiphany”
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The soul of the hostage
Hostage to hypocritical notions devotion versus revocation pontificating for parole. A belabored soul endeavoring to gain while securing nothing, but lamentations of battles lost. Aspiring for the exigency of grace to combat the improbable. Rising up, infused… bearing witness to petitions of affirmations that. My soul ain’t for sale. Copyright © 2015 ShunPwrites. All RightsContinue reading “The soul of the hostage”
Confession of an epiphany
Oh life… I’ve stopped keeping score, understanding that the odds are in your favor. Understanding that the idea of my having modicum of control over the events that govern my trajectory is an illusion. I begrudgingly… No, I cheerfully accept my position in the passenger seat as your student. Copyright © 2015 ShunPwrites. All RightsContinue reading “Confession of an epiphany”
What is enough?
Consistency… Man’s inhumanity towards man. I always marvel at how quickly the fires of vitriol are extinguished. The finger unfurls itself from its accusatory position and lies, flaccid as if it wasn’t casting blame just moments before. How the shadows of duplicity make themselves known in the glare of light. Silence is sanction and aContinue reading “What is enough?”
Acknowledgement of my standing
In a beautiful world pock-marked with ugliness. Sometimes I feel as if I sit on the banks of sanity… While insanity rushes by, I’m cognizant that one misstep can sweep me headlong into the current. Still there is a solace of sorts in watching the organized confusion cascade by me. Knowing, where I stand andContinue reading “Acknowledgement of my standing”
Question: What is yours?
What do you use?
Thinking about overthinking
As I sat here this afternoon doing battle with the flies that seemed to be hell bent on finding an entrance into my head via my ears. And… I waited for peace to smother me in its embrace. I often ruminate on how I got to this point, and I have to admit that I’veContinue reading “Thinking about overthinking”
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